Misirlou [Arabic translation]

Desert shadows

creep across purple sands

natives kneel in prayer

by their caravans

There, silhouetted

under an eastern star

I see my long lost blossom

of Shalimar

You, Misirlou

are the moon and the sun

fairest one

Old temple bells

are calling across the sand

we'll find our Kismet

answering love's command

Ah you, Misirlou

are a dream of delight

in the night

To an oasis

sprinkled by stars above

Heaven will guide us

Allah will bless our love