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Life of Colleen: Happy Friday!: Desert Rose
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Happy Friday!: Desert Rose
posted by Colleen Shirazi
on
Friday, January 9, 2009
at 9:30 PM (Pacific)
Not the biggest fan of Middle Eastern politics, but it's hard to beat Middle Eastern music. Particularly, imo, the Arab style.
Words & music by Sting
I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in vain I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire Those dreams that tie two hearts that will never die And near the flames The shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose Whose shadow bears the secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume that will torture you more than this
And now she turns This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams This fire burns I realize that nothing's as it seems
I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in vain I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of rain I lift my gaze to empty skies above I close my eyes This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love
I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in vain I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose Whose shadow bears the secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume that will torture me more than this
Sweet desert rose This memory of hidden hearts and souls This desert flower This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love Labels: music, videos
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