Without a guide, without a hand
Unwed virgins in the land

Unwed virgins in the land
Tied up on the sand


When there come ships into the land
They'll be awaiting reverence
They'll be awaiting reverence

At their children's hands

Are you not loyal to your pride

Are you not on the secret side?
It's not a crime, a gain to you,
Do you not understand?


Without a guide, without a hand
Unwed virgins in the land

Unwed virgins in the land
Tied up on the sand


When there come ships into the land
They'll be awaiting reverence
They'll be awaiting reverence

At their children's hands

Are you not loyal to your pride

Are you not on the secret side?
It's not a crime, a gain to you,
Do you not understand?