Rendest rachib, rhud rhip zelp
Borachs un fun dehl noach, shochen zoap
oh, oooooh, oh yeah
ah, aaaaah, oh yeah
And your city will fall
And your corn won´t grow
To the silence from the temple
Hear the truth explode
It is written in the dust
It is whispered in the wind
From the wisdom of the fathers
Where the word begins
Ah, aaaaah, oh yeah
Oh, oooooh, oh yeah
In the kingdom of gold
And the stolen chance
You can join the celebration
See the children dance
And the bells will ring
And thr crowds will roar
And the sand in the glass
Can pour no more
Yallah, yallah, yallah, yallah
Yallah, yallah, yallah, yallah
Oh, oooooh, oh yeah
Oh, oooooh, oh yeah
The rivers will freeze
And the hosts descend
Thru the fires and the storms
To the bitter end
And the tresures and the gifts
And the words and thuths
Will be cast to the heavens
With Oomrah fruit
Ah, aaaaah, oh yeah
Oh, oooooh, oh yeah
And your city will fall
And your corn won´t grow
To the silence from the temple
Hear the truth explode
It is written in the dust
It is whispered in the wind
From the wisdom of the fathers
Where the word begins
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