dancing in the rain,
to the rhythm in my veins.
I'm loving this feeling,
dancing a passion so fulfilling.
1,2,3-5,6,7
feeling the music at Club Salsa Heaven.
come on girls, don't be shy,
I am gonna show you where the angels fly.
in the waltz promenade, graceful is our step,
beautiful eyes connecting, emotions pouring, and tears wept.
reaching into our hearts, in our gentle warm embrace,
to another world, of dancing angels, we do escape.
dancing on soft cotton clouds, full of love and soul,
to the world, with you I dance in the evening show.
so come with me,
dance, and you will see.
special places,
in full embraces.
dancing angel, come dance on cotton clouds,
together this world, I will show you, why I’m so proud.
our hearts dancing and beating as one,
under the warm evening sun.
my partner’s hair flowing in the gentle sea breeze,
in my close dance embrace, your smile, dimples, a sweet little tease.
on the beach, we dance a samba to the rhythm and crash of the oceans waves,
my beautiful dancing angel, this last song, for me she saves.
barefoot on the day’s hot sands, her long white dress, wet from the salty water,
beating so fast, can you hear it, the heart of God’s most graceful angel and beautiful daughter.
in our sweet embrace, my hands clasped in yours,
dancing angel, no windows are shut, nor are the doors.
« danse avec moi ma belle chérie»
come with me, alons-y, alons-y !
now the gentle warm sun sets,
our eyes once again they met.
I see that teasing dimpled smile,
to have it I would dance ten thousand miles.
dancing angel, do you hear it, the music never stops playing in my heart, and right through the night,
what would you say to sassy salsa, a little merengue, or how ‘bout a sexy bachata, real close and tight.
the night is dark, the moon is bright, and we dance under the evening stars, sparkling in her eye,
dancing angel, in your gentle embrace, our dance takes us away, our souls together they do fly.
written by: andrew david darnel
montréal, québec, canada
november 21, 2009
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