And all the voices ceased to sound
And eyes are closing for sleep bound
And everyone's asleep, Sun's too asleep at night.
And our angel flies above,
All we are seeing is mirage,
It's just the sand around and pyramids' dim light.
All covered from the head to toes
The people sleep in dream repose
And somewhere Sun is rising high despite the night.
And our angel flies above,
All we are seeing is mirage,
It's just the sand around and pyramids' dim light.