Текст песни Sting and Police - Desert Rose
Sting and Police - Desert Rose слова песни
I dream of rainI dream of gardensIn the desert sandI wake in vainI dream of loveAs time runs through my handI dream of fireThose dreams are tied to a horse That will never tireAnd near the flamesThe shadows playIn the shape of the man`s desireThis desert roseWhose shadow bearsThe secret promiseThis desert flowerNo sweet perfumeThat would torture you more than thisAnd now she turnsThis way she movesIn the logic of all my dreamsThis fire burnsI realize that nothing`sAs it seemsI dream of rainI dream of gardensIn the desert sandI wake in vainI dream of loveAs time runs through my handI dream of rainI lift my gazeTo empty skies aboveI close my eyesThe rare perfumeIs the sweet intoxication of loveI dream of rainI dream of gardensIn the desert sandI wake in vainI dream of loveAs time runs through my handSweet desert roseWhose shadow bearsThe secret promiseThis desert flowerNo sweet perfumeThat would torture you more than thisSweet desert roseThis memoryOf hidden hearts and soulsThis desert flowerThis rare perfurmeIs the sweet intoxication of love