Lyrics:

Oldfield Firstborn of the Earth we were cradled by the light of the father! He gave me gold at my birth And the sky was on fire with all I could desire And every light on the Earth shone for me I was queen of my land Nurtured by the wind forever moving all things I hear the call of the shelterless ones And I seek no home for I travel alone And every man that I meet is my friend Another child of the wind And the sky was on fire with all I could desire And every light on the Earth shone for me I was queen of my land Firstborn of the Earth we were cradled by the light of the father! He gave me gold at my birth And the sky was on fire with all I could desire And every light on the Earth shone for me I was queen of my land Firstborn of the Earth we were cradled by the light of the father! Nurtured by the wind and all things that move on the water Golden is my land with grey and blue skies swiftly moving Ove the fields where the wood smoke is sweetly scented Windblown at high tide, a lover and friend by my side Soft sand and sea-shells, the sound of the far distant bells, Sunlight in my eyes, the clear call of the wild sea-bird's cry Coming to me like a love song soaring free! Firstborn of the earth we were cradled by the light of the father!