Far away, across the sea,
Lies a land of mystery.
No streets of stone can there be found,
No paved roads along the ground.
A jungle holds these things at bay,
Only a native can lead the way,
To the riches at its heart.
Yet from the very, very start,
One begins to wonder and to think,
As through the leaves the sunlight winks,
With the wonders that appear along the way,
Why anyone would want to stray,
All the way into the heart,
And just with material riches depart.