I want to see you as a dancer

Like the desert gypsy women

Whit candelabras on their heads

Or like the balineses

on their holidays

I want to see you as a dancer

Like dervishes tourneurs

Who twist around around their back-bones

To the sound of ankle bracelets of Katakali

The walls are turning turning all around us

As we are dancing

Dancing

The walls are turning turning all around us

As we are dancing

And radio Tirana's playing

Music fro Balkan

For Bulgarian dancers

With bare feet they dance on burning embers

In the oriental island

In sunny summer dance halls

Couples of old folks are dancing

To a rhythm in seven-eight

The walls are turning turning all around us

As we are dancing

Dancing

The walls are turning turning all around us

As we are dancing

In the rhythm of the heath

-the key

Of old tribal magical rites

Kingdoms of the Shamans

And rebel players on the road again

Down across the plainlands

In sunny summer dance halls

Couples of old folks are dancing

A classical Viennese waltz