The scent of the water of life is like dry flowers.
In the distance, the roof of a mosque is dyed red.
Looking for you... yeah, searching through the noise... yeah.
The men's stares go right through my dress.
*Asia, dance with me on this windy land.
Rajah, you've come to see me and continue our dream.
Crossing through the desert all alone, Rajah.
The bazaar of white tents is a labyrinth that quickly disappears.
With my clear eyes I can see them, ah, the gypsies.
I turn to hear a song... woo, from the distant past... yeah.
The sweat falling from my bare skin will cool in time.
**Asia, guide me, where have you gone?
Rajah, embrace me, my sins and my love
with burning passion, Rajah.
*Repeat
**Repeat