SONG OF THE SANDS
The desert sun, the desert sands,
Where love surrenders, Where love commands.
The desert sky, the desert spell,
It’s mystery, but love can tell.
The sands are humming a song,
The palms above them are bending low,
To them the secret belongs,
They hold the answer–they know.
They know when lovers are waiting for night,
The palmtree covers their kiss from the moonlight,
‘Tho[‘] lovers go–from our land–
Their hearts still hear the SONG OF THE SAND.