No Idea my friend, music without dancing, moving like kids
Here, at party we are like a deaf and blind man
Why you standing at the corner? - holding a cup, feeling alone
Do you have no feeling, my friend?
Dance, dance and dancing with me my friend
Tonight is better last night what we did before
Enjoy your moving till your legs hit the floor
Then, you will understand what the meaning of friendship
We have no more time in this world
When we grow old, no dance anymore
Only craziest memories we hold on our wheel chair
Keep dancing my friend, stop making you numb
Our smile today is more different than tomorrow
Our hair will be a full of a magical white
No one can explain those things
But you should know you are my dancing friend
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