There's a faraway land, so the stories all tell
Somewhere beyond the horizon
If we can find it then all will be well
Troubles there are few, someday we'll go to

Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew
Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew

They say breezes are warm there and people are kind
Maybe it's something like heaven
I close my eyes and I see in my mind
Skies of bluest blue and I'm sure it's true

Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew
Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew

I've had so much trouble finding my way there
When I get close, it disappears
If I can get there, I'm gonna stay there
If it takes me miles, if it takes me years

High on a mountain or lost on the sea
Sooner or later I'll find it, I have a picture of how it will be
On the day I do, troubles will be through
But I'll be home with you

Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew
Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew
Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew
Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew

Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew
Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew
Solla Sollew