| 作曲 : Christofer Johnsson | |
| 作词 : Thomas Karlsson | |
| The caravan is close to enter | |
| Inside the land of Punt | |
| Rivers of gold and scented lakes | |
| Beyond the desert dunes | |
| Eye of the sun is hot and carving | |
| Have we been led astray? | |
| Punt is a world of unseen bliss | |
| But can we trust the eyes? | |
| A lost land. Precious dream | |
| Wondrous world of Punt | |
| Ruled by Bez | |
| Listen when e's player his harp | |
| In the desert you'll maybe find | |
| Your world of Punt | |
| Find a light in a dream | |
| Neter Ta, the Land of gods and beasts | |
| World of Punt, your dream is lost today | |
| Neter Ta, world of Punt | |
| You will forever live on the fields | |
| The vision was so near, it was so real | |
| Fata Morgana played her game | |
| A world of wonder, you saw... | |
| (But) in the morning it vanished in the night |
| zuo qu : Christofer Johnsson | |
| zuo ci : Thomas Karlsson | |
| The caravan is close to enter | |
| Inside the land of Punt | |
| Rivers of gold and scented lakes | |
| Beyond the desert dunes | |
| Eye of the sun is hot and carving | |
| Have we been led astray? | |
| Punt is a world of unseen bliss | |
| But can we trust the eyes? | |
| A lost land. Precious dream | |
| Wondrous world of Punt | |
| Ruled by Bez | |
| Listen when e' s player his harp | |
| In the desert you' ll maybe find | |
| Your world of Punt | |
| Find a light in a dream | |
| Neter Ta, the Land of gods and beasts | |
| World of Punt, your dream is lost today | |
| Neter Ta, world of Punt | |
| You will forever live on the fields | |
| The vision was so near, it was so real | |
| Fata Morgana played her game | |
| A world of wonder, you saw... | |
| But in the morning it vanished in the night |
| zuò qǔ : Christofer Johnsson | |
| zuò cí : Thomas Karlsson | |
| The caravan is close to enter | |
| Inside the land of Punt | |
| Rivers of gold and scented lakes | |
| Beyond the desert dunes | |
| Eye of the sun is hot and carving | |
| Have we been led astray? | |
| Punt is a world of unseen bliss | |
| But can we trust the eyes? | |
| A lost land. Precious dream | |
| Wondrous world of Punt | |
| Ruled by Bez | |
| Listen when e' s player his harp | |
| In the desert you' ll maybe find | |
| Your world of Punt | |
| Find a light in a dream | |
| Neter Ta, the Land of gods and beasts | |
| World of Punt, your dream is lost today | |
| Neter Ta, world of Punt | |
| You will forever live on the fields | |
| The vision was so near, it was so real | |
| Fata Morgana played her game | |
| A world of wonder, you saw... | |
| But in the morning it vanished in the night |