I smell the sea
over the ocean breeze
I rise my head there I can see
the land so glorious stands still and I freeze

The sand rises up yellow
the river runs down blue
I settled here with my fellows
at night we observe the stars and moon

This place provides us everything
live and die here we are not afraid of any beast
we build and we learn here almost anything
it’s been said that this place is called East

Dust spread the desert one morning in Spring
birds suddenly flew away from their nests
there were saying here comes a Great King
bringing goods with his soldiers from the West

All folks welcome his Greatness
they consider with respect all of us in East
but before we exhausted all of our happiness
they mentioned for a new coming King

All I have is this simple world, no more than a simple life
not for those many Kings, who know to build only knifes
I charge my soul with the red blood in my chest
whenever I look the red sunrise – sunset towards east and west

No matter what we do, what illusions we’ll live
how we fool ourselves and what time will bring
there is nothing can change it, let’s not be so naive
we all know by now that this land is our only King