I'm standing in the desert,
There is sand nothing else,
The wind blows hot and
Pours the sand on my face.
I'm running to and fro
To save myself from the heat
The heap of sand all around
I climb again and again and fall down.
I cry but who can hear
There is nobody near
I'm myself quite alone,
And look for help with eyes of tears.
Questions arise in my brain,
Will nobody come in my way?
How can I come out from this hell?
Can it not happen, any spell?
