The Voice
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
Never do 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 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
- The Voice by Celtic Woman
I recently heard this song performed by them in concert, and have since picked up the CD with this song on it to put it on my MP3 player. I won't claim to know the author's state of mind in writing it, and I know others would claim The Voice that was calling was a different source then I would take it as. It is still a beautiful song. Moreso if you hear them sing it.
There are many topics that I have intended to address that are backing up since I have not been able to find time to post them. Perhaps later today I will have more time. I suspect if things continue to be as they have been that there may be extended periods in which I don't have time to post, followed by days where I include several posts. Sorry for the inconvenience to any of you who still bother to come around here. You may return now to your regularly scheduled life, or something close to it.
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
Never do 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 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
- The Voice by Celtic Woman
I recently heard this song performed by them in concert, and have since picked up the CD with this song on it to put it on my MP3 player. I won't claim to know the author's state of mind in writing it, and I know others would claim The Voice that was calling was a different source then I would take it as. It is still a beautiful song. Moreso if you hear them sing it.
There are many topics that I have intended to address that are backing up since I have not been able to find time to post them. Perhaps later today I will have more time. I suspect if things continue to be as they have been that there may be extended periods in which I don't have time to post, followed by days where I include several posts. Sorry for the inconvenience to any of you who still bother to come around here. You may return now to your regularly scheduled life, or something close to it.
Labels: Celtic Woman, Music, The Voice
3 Comments:
I'm still here, Steve. All I can claim, myself, is something close to life right now. Good to hear from you.
I am glad to know that you still come around. I can't claim to have done the same lately. I have barely had the opportunity to come here to my own site let alone wander around to my friends' sites. Too much work, too little time with the baby. I have to prioritize a little. I'll try and carve some room in my schedule shortly to return to my friends out here.
I understand.
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