Faudel

The voice aches from the bottom
of the soul, gliding, skipping,
soaring sailing through the clouds
of imagination and desire.

The voice blazes from the bottom
of the heart, flying, dancing,
crying, laughing across the waves
of thought and want.

And we sing your song
with you deep through
the ages, and we sing
your song with you
deep into the essence
of our very being.

The voice aches from the bottom
of the soul, gliding, skipping,
soaring sailing through the clouds
of imagination and desire.

The voice blazes from the bottom
of the heart, flying, dancing,
crying, laughing across the waves
of thought and want.