Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Where the word begins
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
In the kingdom of gold
And the stolen chance
You can join the celebration
See the children dance
And the bells will ring
And the crowds will roar
And the sand in the glass
Can pour no more
Yallah, yallah, yallah, yallah,
Yallah, yallah, yallah, yallah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
The rivers will freeze
And the hosts descend
Thru the fires and the storms
To the bitter end
And the treasures and the gifts
And the words and truths
Will be cast to the heavens
With Oomrah fruit
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Where the word begins.