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 Chorus: 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