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Lady Music

Standing, thinking without thinking of anything ...
       I hear the music calling me!
       - Come, come live the sound ...
          come, come boy, come dance ...!
        I didn't believe what I heard ... I heard?
        - Come on, boy, come dream while you can ...
         Surely you can still ... come dance!
         You imagine life is agreeable this way ... if
         we realize merry and joyful ...
        - What fear have you ...? choreography?
           every gesture, every wiggle, every way
          It's choreography ... dance!
          Dance with me ... I'm yours ...
          If you love me, I love you too ...
          If you appreciate me, I consider you too ...
          I am from everyone and for all ...
          I'm a lady music ... so come
           dance ... it's not the last tango,
           also not the "Oldies" ... just
           amusing moment ...
           Come on silly ...
           Come delight yourself ...!

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