Took a walk down the street
Thru the heat whispered trees
I thought I could hear (hear,
hear, hear)
Somebody call out my name
as it started to rain
Two spirits dancing so strange
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Dream, dream away
Magic in the air, was magic
in the air?
I believe, yes I believe
More I cannot say, what more
can I say?
On a river of sound
Thru the mirror go round,
round
I thought I could feel (feel,
feel, feel)
Music touching my soul, something
warm, sudden cold
The spirit dance was unfolding
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé,
poussé
Marco Giunco |
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