You’ve got to hear these worlds You’ve got to heat these worlds
So you are numb again Trying to understand What nature says to you But now you seem to be evolving Through the power of music You really have to spread these words Until the end of times
You’ve got to hear these worlds You’ve got to heat these worlds
Hear the voices calling in my head Hear the voices calling in my head
Maybe you don’t change the world But wherever you go Always followed by your gnomes You are able to put across The harmony of the good souls And change the most of the people into Instruments of peace
Hear the voices calling in my head Hear the voices calling in my head