I hear your voice on the wind. And I hear you call out my name 'Listen my child', you say to me. 'I am thevoiceof your history. Be not afraid, come follow me. Answer my call and I'll set you
a friend. And now, the tears are in my eyes, the sound you can't disguise. The truth comes back from lies, and all I want to hear Voiceof America, oh America. Voiceof America, oh America And then
