The Voice



I hear the voice on the windAnd I hear you call out my name
Listen my child you say to meI am the voice of your historyBe not afraid - come follow meAnswer my call and Ill set you free
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rainI am the voice of your hunger and painI am the voice that always is calling youI am the voice and I will remain
I am the voice in the fields when the Summers goneThe dance of the leaves when the Autum winds blowNever di I sleep throughout all the cold Winter longI am the force that in Springtime will grow
I am the voice of the past that will always beFilled with my sorrows and blood in my fieldsI am the voice of the futureBring me your peace, bring me your peaceAnd my wounds they will heal
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rainI am the voice of your hunger and painI am the voice that always is calling youI am the voice and I will remain
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rainI am the voice of your hunger and painI am the voice that always is calling youI am the voice and I will remain