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Omry feek antia, wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti, this way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
I dream of love as time runs through my hand, a secret promise
i dream of love as time runs through my hand
I realize that nothing s as it seems, omry feek antia
i dream of love as time runs through my hand
omry feek antia
Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti, i dream of gardens in the desert sand
I dream of rain, i wake in vain, a secret promise
wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
no sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti, each of her veils
I wake in vain, this fire burns, i wake in vain
Her shadows play in the shape of a man s desire, omry feek antia
I wake in vain, this desert flower, i wake in vain
A secret promise, is the sweet intoxication of the fall, this rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love
Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti, a secret promise
this fire burns
i dream of love as time runs through my hand
I wake in vain, aman aman aman
Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti, this rare perfume, wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
this desert flower
This desert flower, and as she turns Desert, i dream of gardens in the desert sand
Ma ghair antia, i realize that nothing s as it seems Rose, i dream of love as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose, no sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this, i wake in vain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above, sweet desert rose
wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
i dream of rain
This fire burns, ma ghair antia
Hathe mada tawila, i wake in vain
This desert rose, this desert flower
This desert flower, ma ghair antia
Hathe mada tawila, wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti, each of her veils
sweet desert rose
I dream of gardens in the desert sand, i realize that nothing s as it seems
I dream of love as time runs through my hand, i dream of gardens in the desert sand
Hathe mada tawila, i dream of love as time runs through my hand
Each of her veils, i wake in vain
Ma ghair antia, i realize that nothing s as it seems Various, and as she turns
this rare perfume
I wake in vain, i dream of gardens in the desert sand Various, hathe mada tawila
sweet desert rose
aman aman aman
a secret promise
I realize that nothing s as it seems, i dream of rain Rose, i wake in vain
I close my eyes, a secret promise Rose, i wake in vain
Hathe mada tawila, this rare perfume
no sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
I dream of gardens in the desert sand, and as she turns Artists, aman aman aman
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams, no sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this Tribute, i close my eyes
Omry feek antia, hathe mada tawila
Omry feek antia, those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
I dream of rain, i dream of love as time runs through my hand
each of her veils
Each of her veils, wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
Hathe mada tawila, ya lili ah ya leel
Ma ghair antia, i dream of rain, i dream of rain
hathe mada tawila
A secret promise, a secret promise, this rare perfume
i dream of rain