Desert Dreams - Zhiva, Shiva

In the desert, in Sahara

Even you will be lost

There will be plenty of offers

A taste of water, water will it cost

My thirst is my weakness

Crocodile tears and I will bleed

Temptation I can’t resist

What’s my need…

What ever

When ever

I try to find my way back home

Now I’m waiting for you command

When your potion runs down my throat

I start to lose my face

If I ever feel a doubt

You will win I rest my case

So bring it here, my relief

Derset dreams give it to me

You provide, more I need

Now I’m free

What ever

When ever

I try to find my way back home

Now I’m waiting for you command

In the desert, in Sahara

Even you will be lost

There will be plenty of offers

A taste of water, water will it cost

What ever

When ever

I try to find my way back home

Now I’m waiting for you command