Quiet quiet quiet
You can her the wind singing a song,
Quiet quite quiet
You can see the stars writing you a note

And only breeze in your hair,
And only noises from creatures living there

But all is quiet quiet quiet
And it's just you and secretes buried there



Chorus

Shooting stars, over the desert
Shooting stars, guiding merchants,
Marching to the far away lands
Accompanied by howling souls and sand
Only shooting stars, over the desert

Step by step, Camles marching through
Thought by thought, you think you hear them too


And the dunes are saying a prayer,
And ethernity seems so short,
And the sky so wast without any barriers,
You are hungry for more

But only

Chorus:

Shooting stars, over the desert
Shooting stars, guiding merchants,
Marching to the far away lands
Accompanied by howling souls and sand
Only shooting stars, over the desert