| Unknown lands, their call ever strong
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| Then, my chance to set out for where I belong
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| Left my home and crossed the sea, dropped my old idenity
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| Found another way to live my life
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| Learned their language and their rites but had this dream in many nights
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| The one about the day when I return again
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| I will tell them of marvels my eyes have seen
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| Grandest of places where I’ve ever been
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| Shingin oasis, dream made of stone
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| My fate led me there where desert winds moan
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| Sunlight’s glance is enchanting the place
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| Colours dance on walls hewn in far ancient days
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| Rose red city in the sand, true myth from an Eastern land
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| I am standing breathless, without words
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| Temples under deep blue skies unknown to European eyes
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| Centuries they had slept here in desert’s heart
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| I will tell them of marvels my eyes have seen
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| Grandest of places where I’ve ever been
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| Shingin oasis, dream made of stone
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| My fate led me there where desert winds moan
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| In these lands illusions can fool you
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| In merciless lights they glitter
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| Ancient wonders did reveal, the place I found is real
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| History will know my name
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| I will tell them of marvels my eyes have seen
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| Grandest of places where I’ve ever been
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| Shingin oasis, dream made of stone
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| My fate led me there where desert winds moan
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| I will tell them of marvels my eyes have seen
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| Grandest of places where I’ve ever been
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| Shingin oasis, dream made of stone
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| My fate led me there where desert winds moan |