Song: "The Voice", by Eimear Quinn
I hear the voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name.
Listen my child you say to me,
I am the voice of your history.
Be not afraid - come follow me,
Answer my call and I´ll set you free.
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice and I will remain.
I am the voice in the fields when the Summer´s gone.
The dance of the leaves when the Autum winds blow.
Never did I sleep throughout all the cold Winter long,
I am the force that in Springtime will grow.
I am the voice of the past that will always be,
Filled with my sorrows and blood in my fields.
I am the voice of the future.
Bring me your peace, bring me your peace
And my wounds they will heal.
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice and I will remain.
I hear the voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name.
Listen my child you say to me,
I am the voice of your history.
Be not afraid - come follow me,
Answer my call and I´ll set you free.
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice and I will remain.
I am the voice in the fields when the Summer´s gone.
The dance of the leaves when the Autum winds blow.
Never did I sleep throughout all the cold Winter long,
I am the force that in Springtime will grow.
I am the voice of the past that will always be,
Filled with my sorrows and blood in my fields.
I am the voice of the future.
Bring me your peace, bring me your peace
And my wounds they will heal.
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice and I will remain.
