In the heart of night, where the city ignites,
The rhythm flows, and the stars take flight.
The conga calls, inviting us to dance,
Underneath the moon, we find our chance.
Feel the warmth, as bodies move in sync,
Lost in the moment, we don't even think.
A melody weaving through the vibrant air,
In this carnival, there's magic everywhere.
Let the groove guide you, let the spirits soar,
Every beat a memory, every step a door.
We're spinning together in this lively haze,
Embracing the music, caught in the blaze.
The saxophone whispers secrets to the night,
While laughter echoes, everything feels right.
In a sea of colors, we’re all intertwined,
As the rhythm wraps us, hearts and souls aligned.
With every conga, we’re breaking free,
In our carnival, just you and me.
No cares in the world, just the sound we share,
A celebration of life, beyond compare.
So let the night linger, let the magic stay,
In this dance of dreams, we’ll find our way.
With the warmth of the crowd and the groove so divine,
We’ll cherish the moments, as our spirits intertwine.
As dawn approaches and the lights begin to fade,
We’ll hold these memories, those dances we made.
In the carnival of dreams, forever we'll belong,
With the melody in our hearts, we’ll keep singing our song.
Latin
carnival, conga, warmth, groove, melody