Take me to dance.
Take me to dance
one of those ancient dances
nobody knows how to dance anymore.
Let your hair loose.
Let it fly.
Let it spin vigorously
around us.
Let yourself be watched.
Let yourself be watched.
You're so beautiful
I can't even talk anymore.
Before those eyes of yours,
so sweet and so severe,
even times has stopped
to wait.
Tell me about you,
about what you did.
If this really was
the life you wanted.
About the way you dressed.
About the way you combed and
if I already had a place
at the bottom of your thoughts.
Come on, mum, come on.
Tonight let's leave here
your problems and your speeches
about wrinkles and age.
Come on, mum, come on.
Tonight let's run away.
It's been so long since we've been together.
It's not your fault at all.
But I always feel you near me
even when we're not near.
I still carry you within me
even though I'm a man now.
And I wish, I wish
I knew you're happier.
Yes, I'd like, I'd like
to tell you many more things.
But you know, mum, you know
this life makes me tremble
and feelings are always
the first who must pay.
Bye, mum, bye!
Tomorrow I'm leaving
but if you're feeling too lonely,
then I'll take you with me!
And I wish, I wish
I knew you're happier.
Yes, I'd like, I'd like
to tell you many more things.
Take me to dance.
Take me to dance
one of those ancient dances
nobody knows,
nobody knows know to dance anymore.