Our ship has a defect We're falling in the center Mysteries wait us there Curiosity inside our minds We don't know where we fell But life we want to find We walked for days and nothing we found We believe this is the right way We hope to find the cradle of life It must be somewhere in the Earth's center We live down here for years I confuse myself with the sand I confuse myself with the others We don't know more what is light Our children ask us: Where life came from? We say: From the surface, where the sun shines They are building a ship to fly to the top The cradle of life must be on the surface, from where we belong