Navarone - Sage lyrics

I met him in the valley fields Where dust nor water want to be Desert sage surrounded me A native soul to wise to see He did not seek, but still he found Me pondering on those sacred grounds Moved by his grace I ended up in front of him Where he laid his hands upon my face He told the tale we all know Which echoes in the depths of all Smothered by time But when you dare to see it'll come to mind Borders confined Appear not to be That's how the wisdom of a blind man made the white man see "A meek, humble man of honest sense, Who, preaching peace, does practice continence; Whose pious life's a proof he does believe Mysterious truths, which no man can conceive If upon earth there dwell such God-like men, I'll here recant my paradox to them, Adore those shrines of virtue, homage pay, And, with the rabble world, their laws obey"