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 [bad word] 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 Autumn winds blow
 N'er do I sleep throughout all the cold Winter long
 I am the force that in Springtime will grow

 [bad word] 

 I am the voice of the past that will always be 
 Filled with my sorrow 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