Over the sands with a wonderful speed,
Straight to the land of his love.
Rode a young chieftain on Araby steed,
Sighing to stars up above.
“Watch o’er the maiden who dwells in my heart,
Tell her that I’m on my way.
Rose of the Desert no more we’ll part;
There’s a lance in your ev’ry glance.
There’s romance in your dreamy dance.
In my heart, love will live for aye;
Only love for my Sal-O-May.”
“Dark as the wing of a raven, her hair,
Roses abloom on her cheeks.
Bright sunny smiles always lingering there,
Birds sing whenever she speaks.
Crowned with a love that will always prove true,
Queen of my night and my day.
Heart of my heart, I’m singing to you;