

Through burning sands we move
Feet heavy on the dunes
Ancient voices call us forward
Survival in the heat (ohhh)
Winds rise across the plain
Hundreds marching as one
The storm draws nearer now
No turning from this path (ahhh)
Hot winds carry the ancient song
Bodies weary
but spirits strong
Through the desert we endure
The horizon calls us on (ohhh)
The thunder gathers overhead
We stand against the coming rain
Migration ends in this moment
Survival through the storm (ahhh)
Sands settle as the storm fades We carry on through the night
Voices echo in the distance
The journey never ends (ohhh)