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Dance Dance Dancer

Dance dance dancer
All the night until the morning
Don't stop
Dance on a board between two mountains
And if you dance on the waves of the sea
I will come to watch you

Grab the sky with your hands
Fly higher than the airplanes
Don't stop
The years are few, perhaps there are only days left
And all of them are ending in a hurry and in a row
Not even one of them will return

Dance, don't be afraid
Although the night is cold and dark
Don't think about the gun
That is pointed at you
Dance to the light of a thousand cigarettes and one moon
That floodlight you

Dance the mystery
Of this world that burns in a hurry
That which was true yesterday
Trust me, it will not be true tomorrow
Stop with those hands of yours
The Palermo - Frankfurt train
For my emotion

There is a boy at the window
The green eyes that seem like glass
Run and stop that train
Make it come back

Dance also to all the violent
Fast at hands and with the knives
Damn
If they understood seeing you dancing
That they have always been dead
Even though they can breath

Fly and dance on the sick heart
Deceived, defeated, then abandoned
Without love
Of the man who confuses the moon with the sun
With no knives in his hands
But in his poor heart

Now come, you blessed angel
Try to put your feet on his chest
And dance to the rhythm of the engine
Until you get tired
And dance to the great words of a song
A song of love

Here's the mystery
Under the sky of iron and chalk
A man is still capable of loving
And he really loves
Without any certainty
What an emotion, what a tenderness