Magic Carpet Ride - Stratovarius

Let me take you to the far away places

Where you’ve never been to the orient lands

Soon you will notice the mountains and forests

We’re flying over them now

Don’t you be afraid, just take my hand

As we race with four winds

Welcome to the land of mystery

Welcome to the land of secrets

This is no ancient history

We are flying through the gates of Babylon

Allah is speaking us all with his mighty voice

Bowing to his power as we go down

This magic carpet ride is not a dream to us

It’s really happening now