[Instrumental]

[Verse 1]
They're trembling and shouting with eyes turned wide
To the beat of drums
The're stretching their arms to point at the sky
Where Makda hears their cries

And slowly they are rising to the stars

Two thousand years of battles and wars
And they stood dancing wide

[Chorus]
And behind the hills she's still hiding
Her soul is as old as the rain
And the tales are maybe forgotten
And so are her thousands of names
But her greatness still remains

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
Inside the circle, horns abode
The flames light up the night
They're chanting the name of the one who gave birth
To the sun, the moon and the stars
And the wind is singing lonely from afar

The flood washed away their temples and grace
But somewhere they still pray

[Chorus]
And behind the hills she's still hiding
Her soul is as old as the rain
And the tales are maybe forgotten
And so are her thousands of names
But her greatness still remains