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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Sting
Sting
Бас-гитара
Cheb Mami
Cheb Mami
Вокал
Moulay Ahmed
Moulay Ahmed
Струнный инструмент
Kouider Berkan
Kouider Berkan
Струнный инструмент
Salem Bnouni
Salem Bnouni
Струнный инструмент
Farhat Bouallagui
Farhat Bouallagui
Главный исполнитель
Sameh Catalan
Sameh Catalan
Струнный инструмент
Dominic Miller
Dominic Miller
Гитара
Ettamri Mustapha
Ettamri Mustapha
Дарбука
Manu Katché
Manu Katché
Барабаны
Mino Cinelu
Mino Cinelu
Ударные инструменты
Don Blackman
Don Blackman
Орган Хаммонда
Jason Rebello
Jason Rebello
Фортепиано
Kipper
Kipper
Клавишные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Sting
Sting
Автор песен
Farhat Bouallagui
Farhat Bouallagui
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Sting
Sting
Продюсер
Kipper
Kipper
Продюсер
Geoff Foster
Geoff Foster
Инженер струнных инструментов
Neil Dorfsman
Neil Dorfsman
Инженер звукозаписи
Simon Osborne
Simon Osborne
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

Hadaee mada tawila Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in vain I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of fire Those dreams are tied To a horse that will never tire And in the flames her shadows play In the shape of a man's desire This desert rose Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume ever Tortured me more than this And as she turns This way she moves In the logic of all my dreams This fire burns I realize that nothing's as it seems I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in vain I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of rain I lift my gaze to empty skies above I close my eyes, this rare perfume Is the sweet intoxication of her love Aman aman aman Omry feek antia Ma ghair antia Ma ghair antia I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in vain I dream of love as time runs through my hand Sweet desert rose Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume ever Tortured me more than this Sweet desert rose This memory of Eden haunts us all This desert flower, this rare perfume Is the sweet intoxication of the fall Ya lili ah ya lee
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner, Mohammed Khelifati Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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