Bailando /Dancing
Baila, baila,
querida, tu corazón baila,
tu pelo baila,
tus ojos bailan,
y yo, cerca de ti,
yo te tengo en mis brazos,
querida,
con tu olor de naranjas y miel.
La música es nuestra,
baila, baila,
el rítmo nos lleva
con sus brazos de amor y del tango.
¡Qué viva Carlos Gardel,
con su canto sonoro,
con los bandonios de locura y sueños!
Señales de alegría,
señales de musica vivante.
La noches del tango nos hacen volar,
como pájaros sin destino,
volando con un rítmo salvaje,
corazón del diaboblo nocturno,
nuestros cuerpos aman la música,
estrellas del corázon,
tango de deseos,
anhelos nocturnos,
un rítmo conocido
entre amantes.
Noche de tango,
noche de corazónes,
deja volar nuestro amor
con alas suaves de alegría.
El tango es nuestro,
baila, corazón, baila.
Deja las noches vibrar,
bailando,
cantando
con la locura del tango.
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Dance, dance,
my love,
your heart is dancing,
your hair is dancing,
your eyes are dancing,
and I,
so close,
holding you in my arms,
my love,
with your odor of oranges and honey.
The music is ours,
dance, dance,
Rhythm leads us
with its arms of love and the tango.
Long live Carlos Gardel,
with his sonorous songs,
with the bandeon od madness and dreams!
Signals of joy,
signal of living music.
The nights of the tango make us fly,
like birds without a destiny,
flying with turbulent beat,
heart of the night's devil,
our bodies love the music,
stars of the heart,
tango of desire,
nightly wishes,
well known rhythm
between lovers..
Nights of the tango,
nights of hearts,
let our love fly
with the soft wings of joy.
The tango is ours,
dance, my heart, dance.
Let the night tremble,
with the madness of the tango.
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