When will I hear? O wind
I’m waiting for it so long,
I’m waiting, eagerly waiting
To hear the new age song.
The song of hope, the song of life.
The song of strength, to throw away strife.
I’m ready to go beyond the sea
When the darks do release me.

O whence will the song spring?
Whence will it be composed?
Who will sing the song first?
Strong enough to revive the rose?
The song of love, the song of peace,
It’ll fill us all with bliss
When will I hear the magic song?
I’m waiting, o wind, how long?

Who will sing the new age tune?
Is there a heart so pure?
My heart is filled with dirty dust,
Who’ll with the song bring the cure?
The heavenly heart, the innocent ones
Find a way, it’s our only chance,
Find a way to find the hearts
To sing the song in choral parts.

Is there no one to sing the song?
The bringer of light upon the earth
That’s so blackened, so full of wrong
Has taken from here all the mirth.
Hope is the key, hold it tight
We’ll make a day out of the night
We’ll find a way it’s so sure
Just find the heart, innocent, pure.

I’m waiting for the song to be sung
Like Hamelin’s piper, with a pure heart,
So long I’ve been waiting, o so long!
Of this earth we’re heavenly part.

When will I hear? O when?
I’m waiting for it so long,
I’m waiting, eagerly waiting
To hear the new age song.