Idioma Origen:
A wind is blowing and a fire's loose
I couldn't find the words to call a truce
And tore the temple down to let the spirit rise...ooo
In the sound of the storm
I can hear just one voice
All over
Let us all come closer
There's nowhere to touch that doesn't hurt
There's nowhere that I can look that isn't blurred
With all the righteousness and all the holy words...ooo
In the sound of the storm
I can still hear one voice
All over
When the heart sinks lower
And the healing slower
Let us all come closer
I will need a hand to reach for
A thread of peace and a seed of hope
I will raise my eyes to see more
Speak a truth and we shall know...ooo
In the light of one choice
We will sing with one voice
All over
When the heart sinks lower
And the healing slower
Let us all come closer
That is where we are
That is who we are
That is all we are
Idioma Destino:
A wind is blowing and a fire's loose
I couldn't find the words to call a truce
And tore the temple down to let the spirit rise...ooo
In the sound of the storm
I can hear just one voice
All over
Let us all come closer
There's nowhere to touch that doesn't hurt
There's nowhere that I can look that isn't blurred
With all the righteousness and all the holy words...ooo
In the sound of the storm
I can still hear one voice
All over
When the heart sinks lower
And the healing slower
Let us all come closer
I will need a hand to reach for
A thread of peace and a seed of hope
I will raise my eyes to see more
Speak a truth and we shall know...ooo
In the light of one choice
We will sing with one voice
All over
When the heart sinks lower
And the healing slower
Let us all come closer
That is where we are
That is who we are
That is all we are