Ancient language lullabies

As we headed up a staircase towards what looked like the main building, | heard a woman singing. Her voice drifted through the air like a lullaby. Her words were in some language other than Ancient Greek, but just as old - Minoan, maybe, or something like that. | could understand what she Sang about - moonlight in the olive groves, the colours of the sunrise. And magic. Something about magic. Her voice seemed to lift me off the steps and carry me towards her.

SoM ch.12