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I hear your voice on the wind |
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And I hear you call out my name |
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"Listen my child," You say to me,"I am the voice of your history. |
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'Be not afraid come follow me. Answer my call and I'll set you free." |
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I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain. |
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I am the voice of your hunger and pain |
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I am the voice that always is calling you |
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I am the voice, I will remain |
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I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone; |
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The dance of the leaves when the Autumn winds blow. |
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Ne'er do I sleep throughout all the cold Winter long. |
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I am the force that in Springtime will grow. |
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I am the voice of the past that will always be; |
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Filled with my sorrows and blood in my fields. |
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I am the voice of the future. |
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Bring me your peace, |
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Bring me your peace and my wounds they will heal. |
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I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain. |
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I am the voice of your hunger and pain. |
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I am the voice that always is calling you. |
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I am the voice. |
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I am the voice of the past that will always be. |
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I am the voice of your hunger and pain. |
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I am the voice of the future. |
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I am the voice. |
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I am the voice |
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I am the voice |
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I am the voice. |
