The Wind Song - Priscilla Hernandez

Voices, Voices…

Rising… Rising…

Further on…

Do you ever wonder

What those faceless phantoms

Are trying to tell you

When they knock your window?

Weeping strings

Oh can´t you hear them howling?

Then that dreary hiss

When at my door they’re pounding

Through the holes

Of my unshielded soul

I can hear

Them rising on their wings

Oh we sing with the voice of the wind

Oh we sing with the voice of the wind

Voices, Voices…

Rising, Rising…

Voices rising in the wind

But you can´t catch the wind

But you can´t catch the wind