Завтра снова будут танцы, Долгий вечер невозможно прожить. Значит, надо наряжаться, Ну а танцевать не надо учить.
Танцы - танцы, Танцы - танцы, Танцы - танцы. Танцевать не надо учить.
Может, станешь непременно, Лишь слегка взмахнув небрежно рукой, Для кого-то королевой, И тебя закружит твой герой.
В танце - в танце, В танце - в танце, В танце? - в танце. В танце закружится с тобой.
The dances.
You are not a mage. You are not a princess. Have no magic castle where is your friend still. And you are not a prime dancer. But romancer. And you can only dream...
Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. You are romancer, that have the dream.
Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. Dancer. You are romancer, that have the dream.
You are shure you will be catching with the other beauties girls and between. They have no other question, only question: who is that dancing Queen?
Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. And their question: who is that Qween?
Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing for the king and the Queen.
Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing for the king and the Queen.
Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing. Dancing for your king and you-Queen.