I've been singing a song titled DUNA for 40 years, but, dont know where DUNA is.. do you? Goes like this:

When I was a little lad with folly on my lips
Fein was I for journeying all the seas in ships
But I'm weary of the sea winds, weary of the foam
And the little stars of DUNA call me home.


When I was a young man before my beard was gray
All to seas and islands gave my heart away
And now across the southern swell
Every dawn I hear, the little streams of DUNA
Running clear.