Sting 
Desert rose

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

I dream of fire, halay-halay
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames, halay-halay 
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose, halay-halay
Each of her veils, a secret promises
This desert flower, halay-halay
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns, halay-halay
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns, halay-halay
I realize that nothing's as it seems

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

I dream of rain, halay-halay
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love 

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

Sweet desert rose, halay-halay
Each of her veils, a secret promises
This desert flower, halay-halay
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose, halay-halay
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall