Sanoja: Mike Oldfield. Far Country.

She takes the rain, turns it to sun
And my soul, she fills it
Where once was a desert, rivers now run
And my storm, she stills it, she takes the rain

She breathes the air from a far country
This bond survives like a tall, tall tree
I close my eyes and how far I see
She takes the rain

She gives me hope when there's nothing but pain
I can't explain it
Two different leaves but the branch is the same
Forever, let it be, she takes the rain

She breathes the air from a far country
This bond survives like a tall, tall tree
I close my eyes and how far I see
She takes the rain

She takes the rain

She breathes the air from a far country
This bond survives like a tall, tall tree
I close my eyes and how far I see
She takes the rain