In the warm embrace of a dusky glow,
Where the sunset fever sets the night aglow,
With a Cuban heart, I take my stance,
In the rhythm storm, we start our dance.
Salsa flow ignites the fire within,
Let the urban spirit lead us, let the night begin,
With every turn, I'm lost in your eyes,
Just a beat away from the stars in the skies.
Passion dance, oh, how we lose track of time,
Every whispered secret, every silken rhyme,
In the heat of the night, with a tropical breeze,
We craft our own world beneath the palm trees.
Latin dreams are weaving through the air,
With every step we take, love is everywhere,
Spinning and swirling, a fierce desire,
Only your smile can quench this burning fire.
When the moon shines bright and our shadows play,
We’ll dance through the night till the break of day,
In the rhythm of laughter, we find our own song,
With a Cuban heart, where we both belong.
So hold me closer, let’s drift on this tide,
Our spirits entwined, there's nowhere to hide,
As the sun starts to rise with the dawn's gentle light,
We’ll cherish this moment, forever in flight.
With the final notes fading, our dreams in the air,
In the heart of the city, love will always be there.
Latin
Cuban heart, Salsa flow, Passion dance, Rhythm storm, Urban spirit, Latin dreams, Sunset fever