Dance to the rhythm of the night,
Where the bossa beats gently flow,
And the sultry breezes hold you tight.
Whispers of passion seep through the air,
Wrapping us in a tender embrace,
In the twilight, we lose all care,
As echoes of love start to trace.
Your laughter, a melody soft and sweet,
Guides me through this intoxicating haze,
Underneath the stars, our hearts will meet,
In this moment, lost in a fiery blaze.
The world fades away, it’s just us two,
With every heartbeat, our souls ignite,
The crimson dusk is painted anew,
As we dance in the warmth of twilight.
With every note, the flames rise high,
A sultry samba, hearts in sync,
In waves of color, we’ll never say goodbye,
Together we’re lost in the sweetest drink.
So let the echoes linger, let the night unfold,
As the world outside drifts far away,
In this bossa dream, our story's told,
In the crimson hues, we choose to stay.
So hold me close, as the shadows blend,
In the fragrant warmth where our spirits bond,
For in this magic, my heart will mend,
In the crimson glow, I feel so fond.
With the dawn approaching, it’s time to part,
But know in each moment, our love will rise,
In every beat, you’ll echo in my heart,
Beneath the sun, where forever lies.
Latin
Sol, crimson, bossa, echoes, sultry