Deep is the midnight sea
Warm is the fragrant land
Sweet are your lips to me
Soft as the moon and sand

Oh when will we meet again?
When the night is cold
Will the spell remain?

Though waves invade the shore
The we may kiss no more,
Night is at our command , now
Moon and sand…

Oh will we meet again?
When the fantasy is old,
Will our love remain?

Though waves invade the shore
Though we don’t kiss no more
Night is at our command,
Moon and sand.