The sun does rage in turquoise sky,
The wind whips through the air,
And I upon my way do walk,
With sand in clothes and hair.
The desert is a savage place,
Full of dangers hidden,
But soon you'll find that it's embrace,
Does warm your heart unbidden.
Yes, full of danger it might be,
But vibrant life is there,
Clinging to each precious drop,
Of water pure that's there.
And when at last I reach the town,
Under haughty human leer,
I'll look upon the desert's face,
"I'll be back, never fear."
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