Lyrics

[Verse]
Turkish man, roots deep in the sand,
From Pakistan, I roam the desert land,
Caravan trails, through the endless span,
In my camel van, life’s a shifting plan.

[Chorus]
Dust storms rising, wrapped in twilight,
Grapes sweet on the tongue, under moonlight,
Tracks disappear, swallowed by the night,
Desert whispers, guiding my flight.

[Verse 2]
Food stand stocked, pomegranates and spice,
Trade tales with travelers, words precise,
Turban tied tight, shadows entice,
Heat blurs the horizon, silence precise.

[Bridge]
Sands sing stories, old as time,
Echoes of ancestors, rhythms sublime,
Each grain a memory, a journey’s climb,
In the desert’s heartbeat, I find my rhyme.

[Verse 3]
Camel’s hum steady, a partner in strife,
Through the dunes we move, carving life,
Under starlit skies, no city lights,
Freedom in the vastness, no end in sight.

[Chorus]
Dust storms rising, wrapped in twilight,
Grapes sweet on the tongue, under moonlight,
Tracks disappear, swallowed by the night,
Desert whispers, guiding my flight.