Lyrics
Dark is the Western sky;
For the East I sigh
And my love afar;
Flower of my heart that grows,
There is sweet repose
'Neath the Eastern star.
CHORUS:
Rose of Araby,
Rose so fair to me,
One place I care to be,
One face I care to see;
Rose of the desert sands
Send your caravans
And your Arab bands
To meet me, greet me,
Wait, dear, there for me,
My wondrous Rose of Araby.
Now, cross the turqoise seas
Comes the scented breeze
Of a perfume rare;
Flower of my heart that yearns,
Where the incense burns,
I will soon be there.