Here i am on the road!Harmless thoughts run inside my head Strenuous days,rainy nights!In my mind just the memories
Searching for the stollen dreams The caravan of agony fleeing to the andean highlands The runaways are getting weak!The elders and the children sick! Hunger and plague makes us agonize
I went out,for a while! where's my trust?Terrifyng hand! Dreadful night haunts my soul stealing me,in my darkest dreams
Beliving in the presence of a sacred guide,the caravan Traveledfor many miles with no placeto rest!
Wiragocha came to me said :Take them to the sacred lake My child and the answers you1ll find
Here in the sacred lake you made Capac and Oello
And then they taught us how to pray they told us,they shoed us that love is the only Way! Now i fell... I am... Away from the dream
Miles and miles away!So far,so long!At last we found our home
Fly like featheres in the sky!Reach paradise Fair is the path of those who belive and carry on
Here in the sacred alke you created the moon and sun And then they taught us how to play They told us,they showed us that love overcomes hate I bend my knes... I wish... Away from the dream