Somewhere in the early morningQuietly the boy appearsTiny standing still for someoneHis journey took ten thousand yearsSlowly as he looks around himMore than wonder in his eyesTurns his head towards the cityHiding in a child's disguiseWhat is love?What is his name?He looks the same from hereAnd how can a child with imaginingsWhy give us something to fear?Is that what dawns?Is that what dawns?When you're sad, do you cry?Did you teach me to fly?And will you ever die as I would God?Everywhere so much confusionCrying out for helping handsAnswering a young boy's questionsWhat is love?Father of this worldDo not forgetAbout our loveFather of it allNothing changedI'll always be all aloneI won't be way too робoticI'll keep you away from meBy Allah's graceYour foe will winDo you remember, one life beyond the star? And do you remember, how you came so far, hiding traces? Do you have many faces, or sad but gone?Do you remember, what did you leave behind then? Do you remember, what did you hope to find here? Will you remember me? Will you remember me? I will remember you, I will remember you, sad but gone.Leaving as he kept strangers On his way without a soundOn his way without a soundMeaning more than childhood sorrowDeep inside the world he foundSaragon, the boy, no longerKnowing what he came to learnSomeone who could just be dreamingHe's looking for the child's returnHe's looking for the child's return