My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our were minds deranged
Please don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have the strange ambition
You have a means in your possesion
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Tea in the Sahara
With you
Tea in the Sahara
With you
The young man agreed
He would satisfy their needs
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy he could not measure
They wait for him here
The same place every year
'Neath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly
Chorus
The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he never returned
So the sisters were burned
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups still full of sand
Chorus X2