He's roaming and counting his steps in the sand,
crossing the desert on his feet.
At the side of a mountian, right under the sun,
he prays for protection from beasts.
Steps to Syene.
He works for a wise man he has never met,
from Alexandria he comes
to measure the distance to the old south town,
where the sunlight fills every hole.
Steps to Syene.
He's roaming and counting his steps in the sand,
crossing the desert on his feet.
He gauges five thousand stadions,
now his commitment's completed.
Steps to Syene.
Measuring the world.

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