Desert Rose - La vie en rose
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,