Marrakesh (Th. Tol/J. Tuijp/C. Tol) In the burning sands of Morocco The ancient walls preserve a past age And the desert winds play their games On that dusty road from Agadir I found you ridin' next to me, yeah But you turned your dark eyes away Flying over hills beneath a purple sky To our destination Insh'allah Ridin' a horse to Marrakesh Through the starry nights and the burning days Yes I'm on my way to Marrakesh Ridin' a horse to Marrakesh Through the starry nights and the burning days Yes I'm on my way to Marrakesh When the twilight hour of day begins We see a golden sky-a, yeah Then I hear you callin' my name On that dusty road from Agadir I found you ridin' next to me, yeah But you turned your dark eyes away Flying over hills beneath a purple sky To our destination Insh'allah Ridin' a horse to Marrakesh Through the starry nights and the burning days Yes I'm on my way to Marrakesh Ridin' a horse to Marrakesh Through the starry nights and the burning days Yes I'm on my way to Marrakesh Ayaya to Marrakesh