The Voice Songtext
von Helene Bøksle

Listen my child, you′ve said to me,
I am the voice of your history
Be not afraid, come fall on me
And so I 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 be me

I am the voice in the fields when the summers come
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
How do I sleep throughout all the cold winter now
I am the voice that in springtime will grow


I am the voice of the past that will always be
Filled with my sorrows and blood in my feels
I am the voice of the future
Bring me all peace
Bring me all peace and my words they will hear

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 be me

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
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-he voice