| Song | Bob Dylan Wrote Propaganda Songs |
| Artist | Karate |
| Album | In the Fishtank 12 |
| I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky, | |
| When the children were babies and played on the beach. | |
| You came up behind me, I saw you go by, | |
| You were always so close and still within reach. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Whatever made you want to change your mind? | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| So easy to look at, so hard to define. | |
| I can still see them playin' with their pails in the sand, | |
| They run to the water their buckets to fill. | |
| I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands | |
| As they follow each other back up the hill. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life, | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Radiant jewel, mystical wife. | |
| Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night, | |
| Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar, | |
| Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White, | |
| You in the marketplace in Savanna-la-Mar. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| It's all so clear, I could never forget, | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret. | |
| I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells, | |
| I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through, | |
| Stayin' up for days in the Chelsea Hotel, | |
| Writin' "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands" for you. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Wherever we travel we're never apart. | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart. | |
| How did I meet you? I don't know. | |
| A messenger sent me in a tropical storm. | |
| You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow | |
| And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm. | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress, | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| You must forgive me my unworthiness. | |
| Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp | |
| And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore. | |
| You always responded when I needed your help, | |
| You gimme a map and a key to your door. | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow, | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Don't ever leave me, don't ever go. | |
| (Merci à Biocabane pour cettes paroles) |
| I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky, | |
| When the children were babies and played on the beach. | |
| You came up behind me, I saw you go by, | |
| You were always so close and still within reach. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Whatever made you want to change your mind? | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| So easy to look at, so hard to define. | |
| I can still see them playin' with their pails in the sand, | |
| They run to the water their buckets to fill. | |
| I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands | |
| As they follow each other back up the hill. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life, | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Radiant jewel, mystical wife. | |
| Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night, | |
| Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar, | |
| Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White, | |
| You in the marketplace in SavannalaMar. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| It' s all so clear, I could never forget, | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Lovin' you is the one thing I' ll never regret. | |
| I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells, | |
| I' d taken the cure and had just gotten through, | |
| Stayin' up for days in the Chelsea Hotel, | |
| Writin' " SadEyed Lady of the Lowlands" for you. | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| Wherever we travel we' re never apart. | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart. | |
| How did I meet you? I don' t know. | |
| A messenger sent me in a tropical storm. | |
| You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow | |
| And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm. | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress, | |
| Sara, Sara, | |
| You must forgive me my unworthiness. | |
| Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp | |
| And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore. | |
| You always responded when I needed your help, | |
| You gimme a map and a key to your door. | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow, | |
| Sara, oh Sara, | |
| Don' t ever leave me, don' t ever go. | |
| Merci à Biocabane pour cettes paroles |