Maltese Selection 1997:
Catherine Vigar - "The call"

The call

Deep in the glades voices echo softly
After the storm has died
It's only murmuring streams I hear
Laughing elves that mock me

Deep in my heart songs don't come that easy
Though I have cried and tried
The pain is far too much to bear
When this silence haunts me

Yet there is this call
To which I would give my present, my future, all
Yet I hear this song
For which I would live forever beyond life's wall
Call for me

Far in the shades weeping pools of silver
Quiver in moonlit night
The skies are whispering words so clear
When I look above me

Yet there is this call
To which I would give my present, my future, all
Yet I hear this song
For which I would live forever beyond life's wall
Call for me

Princes and maids, knights in ancient stories
Brave men who tried but died
The tales which make me shake with fear
When I look around me

Kings, hearts and spades, queens in all their glory
Jesters who've often lied
Yet nothing's like your call so deаr
When you lie beside me
Beѕide me