【Verse 1】 This land where I was born and raised had it all. It was all there because there was no one else. Stretch out your bent back and you'll see a spectacular view. Sitting at ease in the emptiness of the dust If you look up at the dim moon, you can't see the stars on earth These thorns are there to know, not to hurt. 【Verse 2】 Brothers who crown the heavens together, still burning The fountain of grace never runs dry. A scene invisible to the human mind, a mirage in midwinter What do thieves see in the shade of a tree where they take a rest, in the stillness of darkness? If you look up at the stars that illuminate the past, you can't see the fountain on earth What are we doing when the world has come to a point where we don't need umbrellas? 【Verse 3】 Phantom curtain, tap dancing, knowingly or unknowingly Who under the acacia tree, without going over and beyond A whirlwind of joy dances in the rain that pours down on the burning field Deep purple with spirals A sense of overlapping with the breath of ancient times, a vision that comes back to life. As if guided by the fire on the tip of a needle 【Outro】 The Nomad Goes Today
