There's a child in my eyes and she screams in the night.
She's a victim of hatred and coldness and spite.
She's a runaway dagger, a spoiler for fights,
And the ocean, it rises, enclosing her might.
She's a beauty queen dancing to gipsy king songs
And her eyes are alive as she pleases the throngs,
But where does she go when the crowds are all gone?
There's no home for the wandering warrior.
She sings lailailailailailailailailailailailailai
She sings lailailailialailailailailailailailailai
Lailailailai
She rocks in her arms with her black magic charms lailailailai
With her bright eyes aglow and her gold tears in flow lailailailai
Lailailailai
There's a child in my eyes and she's screaming for love,
So she looks for it outwards, below and above,
But whenever she finds it, it's never enough,
So she summons the storms in, the seas growing rough.
Until one day she found her in depths of despair.
A Goddes who soothes her and combs her wild hair.
A Mother who listens when the world isn't fair.
She's been all this time searching, to find her there.
She sings lailailailailailailailailailailailailai
She sings lailailailialailailailailailailailailai
Lailailailai
She rocks in her arms with her black magic charms lailailailai
With her bright eyes aglow and her gold tears in flow lailailai
Lailailailai
Lailailailailailailailai
She sings lailailailailailailailailailailailailai
She sings lailailailialailailailailailailailailai
Lailailailai
She rocks in her arms with her black magic charms lailailailai
With her bright eyes aglow and her gold tears in flow lailailailai
Lailailailai