I’m walking in my desert
With my tired heart and soul
Would you give me some water
Or let me die in your arms

The sun is so boiling that
I’m nearly nearly dry
The sun is so boiling that
I’m nearly nearly dry

I’m walking in my desert
With my tired heart and soul
Would you give me some water
Or let me die in your arms

The sun is so boiling that
I’m nearly nearly dry
The sun is so boiling that
I’m nearly nearly dry
da dala dada la dala