The Girl Looking into Me (Бородин, Половецкие пляски)
Mata Hari ( 1876-1917)
Evening fades, and she’s lost in a reverie, applying a dancer’s face, the girl looking into me. Appearing centerstage, she’s a midnight celebrity, performing with tempting grace, still shrouded in mystery ….
No one knows, what she’s sacrificed, what she is looking for, the girl with the liquid eyes …. She’s lonely, but not alone, in her web of lies, her life is not her own, till the legend has gone ….
Dance all night, art of passion and poetry, your fame will be shining bright, live on through eternity …. and come the morning light, you’ll be dancing the night away, your name be forever tied, to the image of Salomé ….
choir : for the girl looking into me, she’s dancing her life away..... No one knows, was she sacrificed ; what they were blaming on, the girl with the liquid eyes …. She’s carried the guilt alone, through a web of lies, abandoned and on her own, when the music had gone ….
Dance all night, art of passion and poetry, your fame will be shining bright, live on through eternity …. and come the morning light, you’ll be dancing the night away, your name be forever tied, to the image of Salomé ….
choir : for the girl looking into me, she’s dancing her life away.