When the light will fade away Dark will lead us astray But the strenght of our arms Will guide us home One day Up on the hill Where the railways end Far from the day’s toil And everyday’s pain There’s an old man Who waits for the sun to fall down Hopes it will cover this land of gold Seasons are changing Days turning into nights And people sweat For a reason to go on And he chose to believe That sun will fall on earth And it will cover this land of gold When the light will fade away Dark will lead us astray But the strenght of our arms Will guide us home One day You can stand still Expecting miracles or prophecies But if you’re not able to share your life You won’t be free But lost in time We don’t choose to believe That the sun will fall down Better to wake up tired Than to sleep In the sands of gold