Sting, “Desert Rose”

هدي مدة طويلة
hadaee mada tawila
وانا نحوس انا وعلا غزالتي
wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
(Oh night, oh night–
It has been a long time,
and I am looking for myself and my loved one.)

I dream of rain.
I dream of gardens in the desert sand.
I wait in vain.
I dream of love as time runs through my hands.

I dream of fire.
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire.

The White Stripes, “Little Ice Cream Soda”

Each beautiful thing I come across
tells me to stop moving and shake this riddle off.
Oh well.

And there was a time when all I wanted
was my little ice cream cone and my little cream soda.
Oh well, oh well.

And a wooden box and an alley full of rocks
was all I had to care about.
Oh well, oh well, oh well.

Now my mind is filled with rubber tires
and forest fires
and whether I’m a liar
and lots of other situations
where I don’t know what to do–
at which time life screams to me,
“There’s nothing left for me to tell you!
Nothing left!”
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well.