Stones

Long ago wisemen were walking through a desert over there.

They were running away from this world.

Ever since time has passed

Through the years, through the north and west

They were looking at us out of the sand

People were falling in love again

People were fighting till the end

And the wisemen were keeping the secret from us.

Long ago wisemen truly found

That indeed

Our planet is round

And there's no way to run away.

And they turned into stones

Silent observers of the world.