| Baldachin hides one secret
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| Young maiden, tender as a rose in the bloom
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| Male
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| Marble-white distance and a ginger hot sands
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| A strong wind blows tightly into the eyes
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| Cameleer plods and sings plangent songs
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| About lands where the Sun closed the sky
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| Under the scorching sun oasis is a heat haze
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| For water in the desert you give all your wealth
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| Only three days in the wilderness left to go
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| But people are weary without vigor and health
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| Caravan comes along
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| What lies ahead? |
| Oasis
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| Which there has never been seen before
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| Marchaba caravan
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| Fairytale has begun
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| Covered for rover’s fun
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| Wonderful dastarkhan
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| The sun had set, fell coolness
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| Next morning wayfarers go again
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| Decision was so wrong
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| A dweller was a sneak thief
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| He saw the girl and decided to take her
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| Marchaba caravan
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| Fairytale has begun
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| In pursuit of his sun
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| Had been sent hatchet man
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| And death is near, comes closer
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| But there is point of no return
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| It’s our last hour without discuss
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| Desert, have mercy and save all of us!
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| Marchaba caravan
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| Fairytale has begun
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| There is no sense to run
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| All will die for the one
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| The bloody Moon had risen
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| Phantoms again slowly go to the East |