The Pogues

Sometimes it seems like a beautiful dream

The girl from the Wadi Hammamat

Lovely as a green parakeet

I awake alone again

In the desert of my dreams

A fertile casis I have seen



I cast my voice to the burning winds

Across the dunes Khamsin Khamsin

Bring her to me on desires wings

On the burning desert wind



She means the world to me

In a single grain of sand

Bring a camel to this man

Perched on a bough her tresses hang down

The girl from the Wadi Hammamat

She is as sweet as a green parakeet



Sometimes it seems ile a beautiful dream

The girl from the Wadi Hammamat