They came across the sea on silver ships Five little men on board Singing ancient chants from distant times, aha Men of twists and turns with fire in their hearts They found a golden land Kept in all its glory, all its glory, aha By Providence Divine oh surprise The kingdom made of sand Pillaged by the old ones was left behind, aha With sadness in their eyes, they sailored on No land at all in sight But sea and endless skies No hills and mountains No trees and fountains No creeks and ponds No river valleys No dunes and canyons No caves and forests No rolling plains No river valleys MMMMMMM mmmmmMMM HHMMmm mh ∞