Oldest on the lists of the king
Before Uruk or ziggurats with songs did ring
Where Enki was god
And barley sprouted from the sod
More than a legend it is true
In the mists of myths lays Eridu
Millennia before the pyramids
In a place now desolate
Was a land that some say
Was the paradice of its day
But all its splendor could not save
What now lays buried beneath sandy wave
Where was traded a legacy
To pay a debt of luxury