Филипп Киркоров, Крокодил - Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love
As time runs through my hand
I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love
As time runs through my hand
I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose