Arab Kitsch

Far away where Babylon once ruled with ancient might,
'Mid the mystic silent ruins dreaming in the night,
There I learned the magic thrill of Oriental love;
There I sang my serenade while stars were bright above.

CHORUS:
Slumber on, My rose of Babylon!
What sweet romance lies in your glance!
Your beauty sets my heart afire with desire.
Let me kiss the lips that hold such bliss;
Let me hear you say we'll never part,
Come into the garden of my heart,
Sweet Rose of Babylon.

Like twin roses dipped in honey were the lips I press'd,
Soft as dew-kiss'd petals were your tresses on my breast,
All too soon there came the dawn to take you from my arms;
All too soon forgotten, I still miss your tender charms.