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