Aaaain, the sands begin to glow,
Where winds of time in silence blow.
The dunes, they shift like whispered dreams,
Beneath the sun's eternal beams.

Aaaain, the sky, a painted flame,
Holds mysteries without a name.
In every grain, a story hides,
Of ancient paths and secret tides.

Aaaain, the stars at night do gleam,
Guiding travelers through their dream.
The desert hums with unseen life,
A world of wonder, free from strife.

Aaaain, the mirage begins to fade,
As twilight melts in golden shade.
In every step, in every sigh,
The desert sings, beneath the sky.