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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

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