<p>DANCE</p>

<p>[Part I Bossa Nova]
Dance,
the sea
will survive
our rush.</p>

<p>Dance,
We only remember peaks
among the waves of electrocardiograms.</p>

<p>Dance,
that beauty is a eclipse
at midday
And it’ll pass through us.</p>

<p>[Part II Heavy Instrumental Descarga]</p>

<p>[Part III With Feeling slow Son Cubano]
You make all this sea
You and this city
If you’re not here
there’s nothing at all…
If you’re not here
The evil in me…</p>