With a chill in my soul
I asked you to dance
Your voice was soothing
Two steps here, two steps there
My treacherous heart
Was pounding more than the bongo drums,
Shivering more than the maracas,
Skipping beats with love
My head was spinning,
Making turns more than any couple on the dance floor
Oh your sweet parfum of gardenias
Just don't ask me to tell any more of it...
Your hand landing on my neck
The smoothness of your backs
Which haunted as a fantasy
My lonely nights for so long
A fake diamond ring on my finger
A pair of earrings matching the necklace
And the end of an annoying Band-Aid
Hurting one of my wheels
Now here I am, lonely, making myself drunk
By a mix of wisky and guarana soda
I just heard your voice, gently whispering
Two steps here, two steps there
In total abandonment, you left the illusion
That I had in my heart for you