When the light will fade away
Dark will lead us astray
But the strenght of our arms
Will guide us home
One day

Up on the hill
Where the railways end
Far from the day’s toil
And everyday’s pain

There’s an old man
Who waits for the sun to fall down
Hopes it will cover this land of gold

Seasons are changing
Days turning into nights
And people sweat
For a reason to go on

And he chose to believe
That sun will fall on earth
And it will cover this land of gold

When the light will fade away
Dark will lead us astray
But the strenght of our arms
Will guide us home
One day

You can stand still
Expecting miracles or prophecies
But if you’re not able to share your life
You won’t be free
But lost in time

We don’t choose to believe
That the sun will fall down
Better to wake up tired
Than to sleep
In the sands of gold