If catch you this tango
Climbs Inside high
The liberated thing
Your wild energy
The floor is curled here
And in our mouth flower
The tango whispers a secret
Like a secular prayer
In the magic circle of the moment
Seemingly innocent
You will be a puppet
It's such this tango
Like game-death
What we avoided then
You can find it now
In the magic circle of the moment
Our bodies are in the space
Moved by wire
Finally this tango
Like the late summer
We did not dance then
For us entitled
In the magic of the moment
We're hang on one hand
Our wire is the desire