F.R. David - Sahara night

Spirit of the sands 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 Fever's so high Makes me want to shout Sahara night Listen to the wind Bringing into your ears Music from afar You may hear the sounds Of a tribal dance Coming from the heights In the desert fields Fever's so high Makes me wanna shout Sahara night And stars screen The awful mystery of space With its weight of fear I now realise The hold it has on me I love to watch the sky Smiling at the stars Laying on the ground Gentle is the breeze Wish it never cease Soothing my mind In the desert fields Fever so high Makes me wanna shout Sahara night Oh, Sahara night Makes me feel Makes me feel So right