There is a village there
Where the wind airs good
On the balcony, who rests
Sees the horizon lying on the floor
To calm the heart
It's a place the world is right
Land of heroes, mother's houses
Paradise has moved to there
Above the houses, lime
And fruits in any yard
Bellies filled, strong sons
Dream seeding the real world
It can hold everyone
From Palestine or Shangri-la
Come walk and fly
Come walk and fly
Come walk and fly
There time is waiting
There the spring has just begun
Doors and windows are always open
For luck to get in
In all tables there is bread
With flowers adorning
The paths, the dresses, the destinations
And this song
It has a true love within it
For the time when you go there