Viktoria Tolstoy Women Of Santiago
Theres a place I know Where senora zargas girls go Where they wait for the red moon to rise tie their Dancing shoes and set their passion free
There is blood in the air ´Round that little old gipsy dance square smell of Gunpowder, sweat and good wine soon colored cards Decide each destiny
Women of santiago Feel the sothern wind blow Its time to tango-time to crush a heart Women of santiago Always dance with heads up high Tthough the sweet and sour til they die
As the rythmns rise Jjealousy allures like cat eyes Every step -a knife in the wound A choreography of language from the heart
Women of santiago Feel the sothern wind blow Its time to tango-time to crush a heart Women of santiago Always dance with heads up high Tthough blessed and cursed til they die
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There's a place they say where Senor Zargas girls stay till the sunrise reveales every sin and laughter lets a new day begin
Women of santiago Feel the sothern wind blow Its time to tango-time to crush a heart Women of santiago Always dance with heads up high Tthough the blessed and cursed til they die
