Desert Rose - Marc Philippe Remix

Hadaee mada tawila
 Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
 Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
 Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
 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 are tied
 To a horse that will never tire
 And in the flames her shadows play
 In the shape of a man's desire
 This desert rose
 Each of her veils, a secret promise
 This desert flower
 No sweet perfume ever
 Tortured me more than this
 And as 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...