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;
Now 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 sorrows 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.

####.... Brendan Graham, Ireland (1996 Euro Vision Song Contest First Place Winner performed by Eimear Quinn) ....####

A very similar variant has been popularized by Celtic Women (A New Journey: Live At Slane Castle, Ireland, 2007)