Our ship has a defect
We're falling in the center
Mysteries wait us there
Curiosity inside our minds
We don't know where we fell
But life we want to find
We walked for days and nothing we found
We believe this is the right way
We hope to find the cradle of life
It must be somewhere in the Earth's center
We live down here for years
I confuse myself with the sand
I confuse myself with the others
We don't know more what is light
Our children ask us: Where life came from?
We say: From the surface, where the sun shines
They are building a ship to fly to the top
The cradle of life must be on the surface, from where we belong
