Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Harem Life, artist - Ирвинг Берлин. Album song Occident Meets Orient, in the genre Мировая классика
Date of issue: 31.12.2014
Record label: Albany
Song language: English
Harem Life |
While trav’ling through Turkey in my dreams |
I chanced to stray |
Right into a harem and it seems |
They let me stay |
I spoke to the Sultan’s favorite wife |
Before I fled |
I asked her how she liked harem life |
Here’s what she said |
Living in a harem, what a life |
Ne’er a thought of care or strife |
Waiting on the Sultan night and day |
Ever ready to obey |
He keeps me dancing morning, noon and night |
Dancing fills 'im with delight |
I am black and blue from the dance I do But outside of that ev’ry little thing’s all right |
I wanted to know how many wives |
The Sultan had |
She answered each day a wife arrives |
Fresh from Baghdad |
How did he continue on that plan |
So many years? |
She answered «He's just a poor old man |
With young ideas» |
Eight of the Sultan’s wives are we And there are a whole lot more |
Weekdays he marries two or three |
And Sundays he marries four |
He has a hundred agents who |
Lead very busy lives |
Keep him supplied with wives |
And now we’ll tell in rhyme |
Just how we spend our time |
Ev’ry morning to his bed I bring his toast and tea |
I prepare his bath for that’s the job he gave to me |
I massage his brow because he likes my gentle touch |
I then manicure his nails and never hurt him much |
I bring him his slippers ev’ry evening after eight |
I then fetch his cigarettes upon a silver plate |
I arrange his bed at nine, he gets so sleepy then |
I begin to dance and then he’s wide awake again |
And then we all dance to the vision of Salome |