There are men who has opinions
a cottage on island and fibreglass boat
they kiss on the cheek among relatives
and they rase their savings on three account
I'm the man who watches at the street
secretly your beauty
and I lead you
to the party where we dance among friends
like on the last day or on the first one
Dance with me
dance and know
I'm that man
who wants to lead you
so don't hide your beauty
under the bushel
but dance and show
it to the whole world
Dance with me
dance with me
There are women who have a loud laugh
markings on CVs, friends on a tv
they kiss on the cheek when they meet
they express themselves with five language
You're the woman who walks on the street
you carry your beauty
and you lead me
to the place where we dance, just the two of us
like on the last day or on the first one
So dance with me
dance and know
I'm that man
who knows how to lead you
so don't hide your beauty
under the bushel
but dance and show
it to the whole world
It needs you
and in the rhythm of your feet
it holds on better
for a little moment again
Dance with me
dance with me
Yea, these roots of love
are made of stars
and the sky
it just widens
I need you
in the rhythm of your feet
I'll hold on better
for a little moment again