Mike Oldfield
Shiva
Shiva, how I wish that I could sit and talk with you
On the banks of the river, when the sun breaks through
I would ask of mysteries and of secrets
Talk of old legends and ancient tales
Watch the boats, the storks and the egrets
Fishermen catch the wind in their sails

Who are we? Who are we?

Ganesha I wish that I could walk with you
On the banks of the river, where the sun breaks through
I would ask of hopes and dreams and of Eden
And old legends, ancient tales
The right path on the journey to freedom
The clear lights, to follow the grail

Who are we? Who are we?

As the day grows old, and the sun goes down
All the stars light the heavens up, one by one
Shiva, Rama, Ganesha, Durga, Brahma, Aishanya
Shiva, Rama, Ganesha, Hanuman, Krishna, Ganesha

Shiva, how I wish that I could climb with you
To the top of the mountain, where the sun breaks through
I would ask of hopes and dreams and of Eden
The old legends and ancient tales
The right path, the journey to freedom
The clear light, to find the rail
Who are we? Who are we?

As the day grows old, and the sun goes down
And the stars light the heavens up, one by one
Shiva, Rama, Ganesha, Durga, Brahma, Aishanya
Shiva, Rama, Ganesha, Hanuman, Krishna, Ganesha

Shiva...

To the top of the mountain, where the sun breaks through