Red sunrise
New sceneries spreading wide before me
Golden sands
Like a sea, yet silent and still
Long, torrid days
Hot dry winds and no water in sight
Leave the world
The last city gates behind
Leave them all
For the timeless Sea of Death
On we ride
Towards the realm of silk
Mirage of gold
Far are the battlefields of Alexander
And the blue waves of Caspian sea
Far are the turquoise halls of Samarkand
And the high valleys of Pamir
The only sound, the echo of my inner voice
The only drive, the wonders lying beyond
Cold, moonless nights
The light of stars grazing silent, grey dust
Nothing in sight
Beyond the flickering flames of bonfires
The northern winds
Lifting veils of sand, leave you deaf and blind
Have I lost my way?
Curse the day I chose to travel the ancient road
Far are the battlefields of Alexander
And the blue waves of Caspian sea
Far are the turquoise halls of Samarkand
And the high valleys of Pamir
The desert's voice, the angry cry of nature's law
The only sound, an overwhelming force
Far are the battlefields of Alexander
And the blue waves of Caspian sea
Far are the turquoise halls of Samarkand
And the high valleys of Pamir
The ancient road, a daring trail across the world
The only drive, the wonders lying beyond
Why am I travelling, what am I in quest for
Out on this trail of blood and tears?
Far on the horizon, mighty snowy mountains
I'm but a man lost in a dream