Albion Voice

The spirit is sealed no bottle can hold
The world I have wondered in such of a home
The burnt summer feels the village is queen
The mills and the spirals are folding lands dreams
Bewildering world with no end or start
I am indian in skin but english of heart
Bewildering world despair and rejoice
Indian skin, I’ll be your voice
Mysterious children of far away lands
The joining of heart the weaving of clans
No nations be fitting no country in choose
Where are thee sweet England of better and worse
Bewildering world with no end or start
I am indian in skin but english of heart
Bewildering world despair and rejoice
Indian skin, I’ll be your voice
This is my story of no wrong or right
Let west be your husband and east be your wife
No marriage is simple, no road is secure
The bond has been tied for rich or for poor
Bewildering world with no end or start
I am indian in skin but english of heart
Bewildering world despair and rejoice
Indian skin, I’ll be your voice
(Outro)
Bewildering world
Bewildering world
Of despair, of despair, of despair and rejoice
Bewildering world
I have indian skin and I’ll be your voice