Текст Jon Anderson – O’er

O’er the green mountains ‘n o’er the green valleys
The bluebird of faith sails far off to the shore
She sleeps on the breeze of the coming of love
The homelands of Eireland

So many times on the clouds of forgiveness
We walk through the country to feel so at ease
A gentle reminder how things really are
In the homelands of love

So the bluebird will fly o’er the world ‘n’ the stars
In the moonlight she prays for forgiveness that’s ours
Only now can she rest from the singing of songs and
The freedom of love

We awake from a slumber, an age to receive
A way of forgiving, a planting of seeds
Watching the trees and the flowering of truth
Spread all over the world

So the bluebird will fly o’er the world ‘n’ the stars
In the moonlight she prays for forgiveness that’s ours
Only now can she rest from the singing of songs and
The freedom of love

O’er the green mountains ‘n o’er the green valleys
The bluebird of faith sails far off to the shore
She sleeps on the breeze of the coming of love
The homelands of Eireland