Move. Dance. Be born. . Moving on the dance floor. I'm a victim of the rhythm. . (sorry, this is way too fast for me!). . Lose your body. Leave your mind.
I told you lady. Take me for one day. Please don't ask any questions. You know I can stay. . I wish the wind was cold. I want to hold you baby hold. Only in your arms I'm lost.
Sunday night. I was riding on the a train. Reading the newspaper. A woman was trying to convince a man. That she hadn't done it. . All these years. I haven't seen you.
Koladi-Ola. Koladi-Ola. . I'm gonna making. You want to shake me. People sitting out of my mind. Koladi-Ola. . I'm going down. Everything's around. Everything is good and divine.
This is Havana. The night before the revolution. Carlos Romero Pambo plays the symphony. For latin piano. Popping corks and blasting bullets. La Habanera dances in the streets.
The moon is a drop in a black hole. The sun is a hell of a light. But nobody's blue is brighter. Than the blue in my baby tonight. . A man is a snake in the autumn.
You're on a mission to open my heart. I learned your lesson: don't play it smart. You came close, I played it tough. You went away, I'm in the rough. .
My life is in a serious mess,. My baby is gone, there's heavy mental stress. I never knew love but I know it now,. I want to give her my heart, but how how.
Why do you cry baby cry. Please tell me why baby why. Why don't you fly baby fly. Please tell me why baby why. . I have to know baby know. Why is it so baby so?.