In this land of dunes, I know I'm all alone,
Searching for life, craving for help.
Miracle, it will be,
If I do find some life.
For this is the land of dunes,
An unknown place for life.
The winds, they kiss my lips, the sun,
He beats me hard.
The dunes, they snigger at me, the dunes,
They are for me to climb.
This is my only hope, this is the only way: -
To defeat the mighty dunes, to reach the very top.
My limbs are weak and frail,
My strength, it is giving away; but i can't,
Stop for now, I fear,
I may never move again.
I battle it through the day, I climb,
A thousand dunes; a thousand dreams.
With every dune I climb, comes,
A hope, to find some life;
But with every top i reach, comes,
A shattered hope of mine.
But still to next of dunes, i move, to win,
The unseen foe; to hug the slippery life.
As my strength falls to nil, i make,
My last of climbs; my last dune; my last hope.
As I crawl up to the top, I see a stunning sight,
On the other side I see, a greener sign of life.
Maybe it is a dream,
Maybe it is the heaven,
But No. Oh no! It is,
The Oasis of my life! ! ! !
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