Танцевальная музыка, DEEP HOUES, Ibiza House Lounge, Chillout Beach Club Havana heat

The sun goes down but the pavement burns
Watching the way that the city turns
The rhythm is knocking upon my door
Leaving my shadows across the floor
I smell the salt from the ocean breeze
Moving my hips with a dangerous ease
You're watching me from across the room
Lost in the scent of the sweet perfume

Take a step, take a breath, let the music play
We don't need any words to know what to say
The temperature is rising, catching the fire
Giving into the beautiful desire

We got the Havana heat tonight
Dancing away till the morning light
Follow the trumpets, follow the beat
Losing our minds in the Havana heat
Ay, in the heat!

Colors are spinning in yellow and red
Forget all the trouble inside of your head
The flavor is sweet like a sugar cane
Washing away all the heavy rain
Move to the left and move to the right
Everything feels so perfectly right
We're speaking a language of skin and bone
Nobody's leaving this party alone

Faster and faster, we spin out of control
Feeding the fire inside of the soul
Faster and faster, don't let it stop
Taking the energy up to the top

We got the Havana heat tonight
Dancing away till the morning light
Follow the trumpets, follow the beat
Losing our minds in the Havana heat