作曲 : Christofer Johnsson | |
作词 : Thomas Karlsson | |
The caravan is close to enter | |
Inside the land of Punt | |
Rivers of gold and scented lakes | |
Beyond the desert dunes | |
Eye of the sun is hot and carving | |
Have we been led astray? | |
Punt is a world of unseen bliss | |
But can we trust the eyes? | |
A lost land. Precious dream | |
Wondrous world of Punt | |
Ruled by Bez | |
Listen when e's player his harp | |
In the desert you'll maybe find | |
Your world of Punt | |
Find a light in a dream | |
Neter Ta, the Land of gods and beasts | |
World of Punt, your dream is lost today | |
Neter Ta, world of Punt | |
You will forever live on the fields | |
The vision was so near, it was so real | |
Fata Morgana played her game | |
A world of wonder, you saw... | |
(But) in the morning it vanished in the night |
zuo qu : Christofer Johnsson | |
zuo ci : Thomas Karlsson | |
The caravan is close to enter | |
Inside the land of Punt | |
Rivers of gold and scented lakes | |
Beyond the desert dunes | |
Eye of the sun is hot and carving | |
Have we been led astray? | |
Punt is a world of unseen bliss | |
But can we trust the eyes? | |
A lost land. Precious dream | |
Wondrous world of Punt | |
Ruled by Bez | |
Listen when e' s player his harp | |
In the desert you' ll maybe find | |
Your world of Punt | |
Find a light in a dream | |
Neter Ta, the Land of gods and beasts | |
World of Punt, your dream is lost today | |
Neter Ta, world of Punt | |
You will forever live on the fields | |
The vision was so near, it was so real | |
Fata Morgana played her game | |
A world of wonder, you saw... | |
But in the morning it vanished in the night |
zuò qǔ : Christofer Johnsson | |
zuò cí : Thomas Karlsson | |
The caravan is close to enter | |
Inside the land of Punt | |
Rivers of gold and scented lakes | |
Beyond the desert dunes | |
Eye of the sun is hot and carving | |
Have we been led astray? | |
Punt is a world of unseen bliss | |
But can we trust the eyes? | |
A lost land. Precious dream | |
Wondrous world of Punt | |
Ruled by Bez | |
Listen when e' s player his harp | |
In the desert you' ll maybe find | |
Your world of Punt | |
Find a light in a dream | |
Neter Ta, the Land of gods and beasts | |
World of Punt, your dream is lost today | |
Neter Ta, world of Punt | |
You will forever live on the fields | |
The vision was so near, it was so real | |
Fata Morgana played her game | |
A world of wonder, you saw... | |
But in the morning it vanished in the night |