Voices of the wind,
Deep from the wild it's calling,
Into my soul it's echoing,
Come-Come to me my darling.
I'll show you things, things you've never seen.
And takes you places you've never been.
I follow the voice I've heard, through mountains and valleys, my journey begin.
Finally I landed, places I've been longing to be seen.
From the flowers that blossom in many colour,
To the beautiful green scenery by the shore,
And the softly cool breeze
Gently that blows through the trees.
O'h.. what a pleasant view to watch,
With calmness and love they fill my mind and heart.