Out of the sweat and tears groan In a land was barren without food Howbit, in this place, Leah would find a well that flows with thirst Or, as a maiden was to find her hope Lost and vanquished, she would not speak.... As to look for shelter and to rise above No one seems to be alive, out of the land that has no structure With a booming sound, she heard and saw the birds She was once again hopeful with not a rush Why then, out of the desert, was there a home?