МУЗЫКА ДЛЯ СПОРТА, Танцевальная музыка, Эротическая Музыка, Spanish Classic Guitar Wicked Waltz

One, two, three, the chandeliers,
Count the sins of passing years,
One, two, three, the floorboards sigh,
As little wicked angels fly.
Take my hand, but hold it light,
I have been known to disappear at night.

Dance me through the wicked waltz,
Past the truth and past the faults,
Round and round the mirror turns,
While the candle slowly burns.

One, two, three, your collar’s torn,
Like a promise overdressed and worn,
One, two, three, my laughter bends,
Where every decent story ends.

If we fall, we fall with grace,
Powdered cheeks and ruined lace.

Dance me through the wicked waltz,
Past the truth and past the faults,
Round and round the mirror turns,
While the candle slowly burns.