Behind my voice
- hear, hear -
another voice sings.
It comes from behind, from far;
it comes from buried
voices, and sings.
They say they're not dead
- hear them, hear -
while raises the voice
of who remembers them and sings
Hear, hear
Another voice sings.
They say they live now
in your look.
Hold them with your eyes,
with your words;
hold them with your life
don't let them get lost,
don't let them fall.
Hear, hear
another voice sings.
They're not just memory,
they're open life,
wide and continuous;
they're a starting road.
They sing with me
They sing with me
They say they're not dead
hear them, hear
while raises the voice
of who remembers them and sings
They sing with me
They sing with me
They're not just memory,
they're open life,
they're a starting road
and they call us
They sing with me
They sing with me