Woorden: Michael Schenker Group. Desert Song.

We're sailing ships across the desert
And fading in the Arabian sun
You're stallion stands to watch the sun set
The women scream as the camels run

To find a mirage cool oasis
And lie beneath the palms and the sky
Spend the night, a silver moon set
The rising sun in the eagles eye

Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand
Burnin' with desert fire, cooling the man

Endless is the blowing desert
And in the shipwreck some may be lost
Too hot the sand, too deep the oceans
It's just surviving whatever the cost

Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand
Burnin' with desert fire, cooling the man

We're sailing ships across the desert
And fading in the Arabian sun
You're stallion stands to watch the sun set
The women scream as the camels run

Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand
Burnin' with desert fire, cooling the man
Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand
Burnin' with desert fire, cooling, cooling the man