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Spirit of the sand
On vast and empty land
Where no one belongs
When the blue gets dark
At the failing light
Between moon and sun
In the desert fields
A fever so high
Makes me want to shout
Sahara
Sahara nights
Listen to the wind
Bring it to your ears
Music from afar
You may hear the sounds
Of a tribal dance
Coming from the heights
In the desert fields
A fever so high
Makes me want to shout
Sahara
Sahara nights
And stars screen the awful
Mystery of space
With its weight of fear
I now realize
The hold it has on me
Sahara nights
Sahara nights
Sahara nights
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