歌曲名 The Ghost

歌手名 Running Wild

作词：Rolf Kasparek

作曲：Rolf Kasparek

Born in England religious raised

A hazy dream the world to face

Indifferent to joy and pain no measuring

Never ending games

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

He tired to join the army then

He was denied they had too much men

He studied then the ancient times

Digging up relics and signs

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

Karkamish was where it all began

He joined on armies' service then

The Suez-Channel was to banned

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

The ghost the gallant rider on the edge of the desert storm

A miracle written in the sand the desert plans for eternity

Feisal was the only chance

To join the tribes to cross Turkish plans

Aqaba was the mighty key

To end the siege to make them free

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

The ghost the gallant rider on the edge of the desert storm

A miracle written in the sand the desert plans for eternity

I will go if you will go to cross the deadly plains

I am here the world to show what you are able to face

The sand is grinding the face

Dust is clouding their trace

The sun burns out their mind

Slowly like the sand rules the time

Wing of dark vultures fly

The wind the last battle cry

Aqaba

He lived his life of tragedy without a home

No place to flee

Distracted soul caught in its face from the start

Without a chance

He tried to free Arabia from its siege

But he'd gone to far

He paid his price on the desert plains

He'd lost his soul he'd lost his trace

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

The ghost the gallant rider on the edge of the desert storm

A miracle written in the sand the desert plans for eternity

The ghost the gallant soldier

A splitted soul game with the wind

His mind was bound to the western world

His heart belongs to the desert plains eternally