Strolling across the dance floor, smiling and tantalizing lovers as they line dance together, moving in rhythms as they unfold and drift into the atmosphere.
Challenging all here to experiment with dance steps, moving in directions of music as it reaches high then stoops down low.
Righting selves in rhythms as they begin to pick up speed, kicking to both sides, stopping for a while as the band takes a deserved break.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem