Dancer, by Miró
Dance me, love, dance me,
dance me to unknown magic places.
Where the wind unchains its wings
and echoes our names, our destiny.
Dance me, love, dance me,
dance me to liquid places.
Where your ocean awakens my shore
with the wavy strokes of your senses.
dance me to liquid places.
Where your ocean awakens my shore
with the wavy strokes of your senses.
Dance me, love, dance me,
dance me to mysterious, taunting places.
Where your arms embrace my fear
and become my blanket, my shelter
Dance me, love, dance me,
dance me to dauntless, wonderful places.
Dance me long to where we belong,
where our fiery lust will be sacred.
Dance me, love, dance me,
dance me to blossoming places.
Where spring buds know no resistance,
where love will never surrender.
Dance me, love, dance me long,
dance me slowly to timeless places.
Where the rising sun unveils our lips
and decisively kisses
the birth of us.
dance me slowly to timeless places.
Where the rising sun unveils our lips
and decisively kisses
the birth of us.
