Tanz Wange An Wange Mit Mir

In the noise of the club, where we feel at home,
where the chaos around you is so psychedelic,
we listen enchanted on uncomfortable chairs
to the latest pop music that blares so loud.

Your Indian outfit and me in a Moroccan collar,
we're known here from many nights before,
like pilgrims on a journey, as everyone says,
while dancing through the haze and smoke,
the air is thick enough to cut...

Come, surrender to the feeling,
that’s gone out of style,
your heart against my heart,
at the pounding piano,
my body feels your body,
so soft and wondrous.

Dance cheek to cheek with me,
Dance cheek to cheek with me.

We drift through the crowd,
the noise wraps around us gently,
and in the whole wide world,
I’m alone with you,
we glide both blind
to the depths of the night.
Dance cheek to cheek with me,
Dance cheek to cheek with me.

The others seem so strange
and far away, it seems,
as if no one ever thought while dancing
that love and music unite our bodies
in this twilight made for lovers...

We drift through the crowd,
the noise wraps around us gently,
and in the whole wide world,
I’m alone with you,
we glide both blind
to the depths of the night.
Dance cheek to cheek with me,
Dance cheek to cheek with me.

(spoken:)

Come, press yourself tighter against me, don’t worry about the others, it’s so beautiful, cheek to cheek.

You know, it might seem funny, we dance almost like our parents, and really, that’s not so wrong, times change, love stays.

Dance cheek to cheek with me, mmh, mmh,