We Dance?'


Cabaret night, tango fever,
night of divine daze;
voluptuous drunkenness at the moment
from the kiss, to the woman bathed in mud.

Lupanar air, supreme calm
in Aphrodite's pious arms,
forgetting the damn one moment
anguished life that gnaws at our souls.

Come closer to me, good little soul,
Join your lips to mine tremors,
I want to forget secret grief.

How do your kisses taste ambrosia?
OH, the infinite happiness of your eyes!
How much light in your being, my love!
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