| Lyrics：Sting Music：Sting | |
| My sisters and I | |
| Have this wish before we die | |
| And it may sound strange | |
| As if our minds are deranged | |
| Please don't ask us why | |
| Beneath the sheltering sky | |
| We have this strange obsession | |
| You have the means in your possession | |
| We want our tea in the Sahara with you | |
| We want our tea in the Sahara with you | |
| The young man agreed | |
| He would satisfy their need | |
| So they danced for his pleasure | |
| With a joy you could not measure | |
| They would wait for him here | |
| The same place every year | |
| Beneath the sheltering sky | |
| Across the desert he would fly | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| The sky turned to black | |
| Would he ever come back? | |
| They would climb a high dune | |
| They would pray to the moon | |
| But he'd never return | |
| So the sisters would burn | |
| As their eyes searched the land | |
| With their cups full of sand | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you |
| Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
| My sisters and I | |
| Have this wish before we die | |
| And it may sound strange | |
| As if our minds are deranged | |
| Please don' t ask us why | |
| Beneath the sheltering sky | |
| We have this strange obsession | |
| You have the means in your possession | |
| We want our tea in the Sahara with you | |
| We want our tea in the Sahara with you | |
| The young man agreed | |
| He would satisfy their need | |
| So they danced for his pleasure | |
| With a joy you could not measure | |
| They would wait for him here | |
| The same place every year | |
| Beneath the sheltering sky | |
| Across the desert he would fly | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| The sky turned to black | |
| Would he ever come back? | |
| They would climb a high dune | |
| They would pray to the moon | |
| But he' d never return | |
| So the sisters would burn | |
| As their eyes searched the land | |
| With their cups full of sand | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you |
| Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
| My sisters and I | |
| Have this wish before we die | |
| And it may sound strange | |
| As if our minds are deranged | |
| Please don' t ask us why | |
| Beneath the sheltering sky | |
| We have this strange obsession | |
| You have the means in your possession | |
| We want our tea in the Sahara with you | |
| We want our tea in the Sahara with you | |
| The young man agreed | |
| He would satisfy their need | |
| So they danced for his pleasure | |
| With a joy you could not measure | |
| They would wait for him here | |
| The same place every year | |
| Beneath the sheltering sky | |
| Across the desert he would fly | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| The sky turned to black | |
| Would he ever come back? | |
| They would climb a high dune | |
| They would pray to the moon | |
| But he' d never return | |
| So the sisters would burn | |
| As their eyes searched the land | |
| With their cups full of sand | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you | |
| Tea in the Sahara with you |
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