In a land where the ground is burned You bring me water from the well In a time where the clouds have turbed The sun has the brightest light Have a seat on a nearby dune You feel the heat of the desert sand Hear the voice of the wind in tune The secret of dried-out land Watching the silence everywhere But nobody cares When some flowers come out of the blue Midnight hour's reflecting the truth Dust and dirt on an unholy ground Imapled by the merciless sun When the sun is burning hot And the land is a dried out desert When just the moon can leave a spot At a place of eternal distance See them glow in a burning place See them long for a better morning Hear them scream for a rainy day Watch them fight for a colder dawning