C#5          B5                    C#5 
Young woman share your fire with me. 
            G#5              C#5 
My heart is cold, my soul is free. 
       F#5               G#5   
I am a stranger in your land. 
  F#5        G#5           C#5 
A wandering man, call me sand.  
C#5        B5            C#5 
Oh sir my fire is very small. 
            G#5               C#5 
It will not warm thy heart at all. 
             F#5             G#5 
But thee may take me by the hand. 
F#5      G#5                C#5 
Hold me and I'll call thee sand 

Chorus 

At night when stars light up the sky. 
Oh sir I dream my fire is high. 
Oh taste these lips sir if you can. 
Wandering man, I call thee sand. 

Oh sir my fire is burning high. 
If it should stop sir I would die. 
A shooting star has crossed my land. 
Wandering man. 

Chorus  


by: Jos? Duarte 
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