Хор Турецкого - The Desert Rose (Роза Пустыни) | Текст песни

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I dream of rain,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand.
I wake in pain,
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 the man's desire...

Sweet Desert Rose!
Whose shadow bears the secret promise...
This desert flower!
No sweet perfume that would 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 pain,
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,
The rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love...

I dream of rain,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand.
I wake in pain,
I dream of love as time runs through my hand...

Sweet Desert Rose!
This memory of hidden hearts and souls...
This desert flower!
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love...

Sweet Desert Rose...