
© Gilles Daigneault 2008
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Tea In The Sahara
My sisters and I
Have this wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why,
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession
We want our tea in the Sahara with you
We want our tea in the Sahara with you
The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy you could not measure
They would wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups still full of sand
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Sting & The Police
1983
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@chris chisu: I'm sure it was.
Have you listened to the song?
PLEASE, take it, it's in my ears since a few days.
THX
gilles
@ManuelaR: :-)
Thank you for your visit Manuela!
@paola veneziani photography: Thank you Paola!
Yes and this tea custom is quite something for them.
This guy was living on the beach for a few days,
he invited me in his home
and the tea was served by the book!
gilles