CELTIC WOMAN - The Voice lyrics

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I hear your 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 – I will remain

I am the Voice in the fields when the summer's gone,

The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow;

Ne'er do I sleep throughout all the cold winter long;

I am the force that in the 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

I am the Voice of the past that will always be

I am the Voice of your hunger and pain;

I am the Voice of the future…

I am the Voice… I am the Voice…I am the Voice… I am the Voice.

Thanks to Yazan for these lyrics