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 Ruled by Bez
Wondrous world of Punt 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.
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