Dreaming of love has made me sentimental,
Because a little Oriental
Is hiding all her charms;
And I've been scheming
Just how to make her stop concealing
Her tender beauty so appealing,
And shield her in my arms, from all harms.
Oriental maiden so frail, So sweet and pale,
Behind your silken veil, You're hiding;
All I've ever seen is your eyes;
Your veil denies me
All the sweetness that lies beneath them;
Blushing cheeks and flashing smiles
Are hidden while I'm sighing;
Trembling lips are waiting for their kisses while I'm trying
To tell you love has whispered its wondrous tale;
So let me peep, dear, Behind your silken veil.
Lonely when at her feet she finds me kneeling,
Her loveliness she'll be revealing,
Just heeding love's demands;
Then to her only
The joy of all my love confiding,
When in my caravan she's riding,
Across the desert lands, burning sands.