Marco Polo - Great Master

In a cold cell thinking of my life

Writing memories of magic east

Leaving from my town

Walking the long silk road

I’ve passed many stranger countries

Travelling in my journey

I have see illusion and reality

Mile after mile

I’ve touched the creation of God

Long in time is the road that leads me

To live all my dreams in a magic and distant land

Climbing mountains, hills, plains and desert places

I came to know a golden land in the far east

Its magical dream

Learning a new life I built my way

To trade and to speak with a new world

Eighteen years are gone I am back to home

Then in the war I was taken prisoner

Travelling in my journey

I have see illusion and reality

Mile after mile

I’ve touched the creation of God

Long in time is the road that leads me

To live all my dreams in a magic and distant land

Climbing mountains, hills, plains and desert places

I came to know a golden land in the far east

Its magical dream