The caravan is close to enterInside the land of PuntRivers of gold and scented lakesBeyond the desert dunesEye of the sun is hot and cravingHave we bedn led astray?Punt is a world of unseen blissBut can we trust the eyes?A lost land, precious dreamWondrous world of PuntRuled by BezListen when he's playing his harpIn the desert you'll maybe findYour world of PuntFind a light in a dreamNeter Ta, the Land of gods and beastsWorld of Punt, your dream is lost todayNeter Ta, world of PuntYou will forever live on its fields.....The vison was so near, it was so realFata Morana played her gameA world of wonder, you saw...(But) in the morning it vanished in the night