Desert Rose

專輯：柏林音樂會 (Live In Berlin) 歌曲：Desert Rose 作曲：Sting I dream of rain ye....yeyi yele... I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain ye....yeyi yele... I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of fire ye....yeyi yele... Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire And in the flames ye....yeyi yele... Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire This desert rose ye....yeyi yele... Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower ye....yeyi yele... No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this And as she turns ye....yeyi yele... This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams This fire burns ye....yeyi yele... I realize that nothing's as it seems I dream of rain ye....yeyi yele... I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain ye....yeyi yele... I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of rain ye....yeyi yele... I lift my gaze to empty skies above I close my eyes This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love oh... yele.....yele...oh.... I dream of rain ye....yeyi yele... I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain ye....yeyi yele... I dream of love as time runs through my hand Sweet desert rose ye....yeyi yele... Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower ye....yeyi yele... No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this Sweet desert rose ye....yeyi yele... This memory of Eden haunts us all This desert flower This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall yele.....yele.. oh....oh