Just A Walk In The Arabian Desert

Just a walk in the desert

Just the, enne meenie, minee moww

Walk in the Arabian desert

It gives me the desire for my creative freedom

To pee the way I want to

Making little circles of water

And shaking the water flow

Like a slithering snake

In the desert sands

It gives me the freedom

To live in the zero-star style

On the Arabian desert sands

Under the zillion stars

Shining in the vast blue sky

Just an enne meenie, minee moww

Walk in the Arabian desert

All five hundred and one men

Walking in single file

Ten feet apart from each other

Stretching as far as the eye can see

One and a half kilometres

All making little circles

In the Arabian desert sands

With the squirt of their water jets

Just a walk in the desert

Sweating like pigs

Smelling like shit

The blood boiling under our skins

Like walking in the oven

Day and night, day and night

Day after day, day after day

Just an enne meeine, minee moww

Walk in the Arabian desert

Just the sand storms ramming into us

Like a million pebbles

Walking into the clouds of the sand storms

With our heads bowed

Just walking, just walking

Bones aching, muscles straining, bodies trembling

Just a walk in the Arabian desert

In the godforsaken sands of the Arabian desert

Where life forgot to start at all

Just the hot blistering sand

Just the five hundred one men

Walking under the blazing almighty sun

Beating down mercilessly on our tired bodies

Looking for their destiny

Walking to rewrite what is already written

Walking to rewrite and repeat history in time

Just the enne meeine, minee moww

Walk in the Arabian desert

Staff in hand five hundred and one men

Tied to each other with the rope of destiny

Just walking, just walking

Without a word on their lips

Without a thought of the world

Without a thought of their beloveds

Without a dream in their heart

Without a song in their souls

Without a feeling in their souls

Testing their endurance to the limits

Just marching, just marching

Looking for their destiny

Looking for their destination

The vast open waters of the mighty ocean

Just walking, just walking

One behind the other

As far as the eye can see

Walking like old men

With the staff in hand

Boiling under their skins

Smelling their own sweat

Suffocating on their own breath

Just saying to themselves we have to walk the distance

We have to walk the mile

Just walking, looking for their destiny

Looking for their destination

The vast open water of the mighty ocean

Just the enne meeine, minee moww

Walk in the Arabian desert

Just a walk in the Arabian desert

Reaching the shores of vast blue waters

Of the mighty ocean

Just when their strength was giving away

With a sigh of relief on their lips

A look of silence in their eyes

Their eyes moist with relief

And fulfilling their destiny

Holding each other's hand

Palm to palm in greeting

Raising their hands above their heads to greet the mighty sun

Looking up towards the mighty sun

In worship, in respect for letting them

Fulfil their destiny

For letting them reach their destination

With a smile on their lips

Their knees bend, heads bowed in respect

Touching the mighty sand of the Arabian desert

Thanking the mighty, blistering, blazing, Arabian desert

For letting them fulfil their destiny

For letting them reach their destination in victory

In the victory of their belief, we can do it

In the victory of their strength

In the victory of the honour of others who believed in us

In a victory for themselves

In a victory for united, we stand

In a victory for ourselves

In a victory for all of humanity

Just a walk in the Arabian desert, which we could do

Just a walk in the Arabian desert, which we could do

Just a walk in the Arabian desert, which we could do….