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 oasis I have seen. I cast my voice to the burning winds. Across the dunes Khamsin Khamsin. Bring her to me on desire's 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 like a beautiful dream. The girl from the Wadi Hammamat.