I want to see you as a dancer Like the desert gypsy women Whit candelabras on their heads Or like the balineses on their holidays I want to see you as a dancer Like dervishes tourneurs Who twist around around their back-bones To the sound of ankle bracelets of Katakali The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing Dancing The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing And radio Tirana's playing Music from Balkan For Bulgarian dancers With bare feet they dance on burning embers In the oriental island In sunny summer dance halls Couples of old folks are dancing To a rhythm in seven-eight The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing Dancing The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing In the rhythm of the heath -the key Of old tribal magical rites Kingdoms of the Shamans And rebel players on the road again Down across the plainlands In sunny summer dance halls Couples of old folks are dancing A classical Viennese waltz
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I want to see you as a dancer Like the desert gypsy women Whit candelabras on their heads Or like the balineses on their holidays I want to see you as a dancer Like dervishes tourneurs Who twist around around their back-bones To the sound of ankle bracelets of Katakali The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing Dancing The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing And radio Tirana's playing Music from Balkan For Bulgarian dancers With bare feet they dance on burning embers In the oriental island In sunny summer dance halls Couples of old folks are dancing To a rhythm in seven-eight The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing Dancing The walls are turning turning all around us As we are dancing In the rhythm of the heath -the key Of old tribal magical rites Kingdoms of the Shamans And rebel players on the road again Down across the plainlands In sunny summer dance halls Couples of old folks are dancing A classical Viennese waltz
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