Минусовка «F.R. David – Sahara Night».

 

Spirit of the sands
On vast and empty land
Where no one belongs.
When the blue gets dark
At the failing lights
Between moon and sun.
In the desert fields
A fever's so high.
Makes me wanwa shout
Sahara night night.

Listen to the wind
Bringing into your ears
Music from a far.
You may hear the sounds
Of a tribal dance
Coming from the heights.
In the desert fields
A fever's so high.
Makes me wanna shout
Sahara, Sahara night, Sahara night.

And stars screen
The awful mystery of space
With its weight of fear.
I now realise
The hold it had on me.

I love to watch the sky
Smiling at the stars
Laying on the ground.
Gentle is the breeze
Hope it never cease
Soothing my mind.
In the desert fields
A fever's so high.
Makes me wanna shout
Sahara, Sahara night, Sahara night.

Oh, Sahara night
Makes me feel
Makes me feel so right!
Sahara night
Makes me feel
Makes me feel so right!