Lyrics Whisper - Klaus Schulze , Lisa Gerrard

Whisper, whisper
Speak not the words that stain your lips so pure
The rising moon call the frogs to sing that overture
Let them be heard, for in their words a sweetness falls in hollows
Where souls can pass unnoticed and hide their deepest sorrows
They call and bind, a link we find to join the earth and moon
A virtuous magnetic quest is woven on their loom