Bailarina
Victor Manuel
Dancer
Dance, dance, dance, dancer
he's always spying from behind a curtain
that secret love he pretends and evades
that escapes like smoke on tiptoe
Dance, dance, dance, dancer
he's always spying from behind a curtain
dance, dance, dance, dance
dance, dance, dance, dancer
dancer, dancer, dancer.
He saw her grow, become a woman
from a young age studying ballet
always dreaming of being what she is
number one while he
as a stagehand following her steps
in the shadows without being seen
peeking behind the scenes
could never suspect him.
It's not that he feels he's old
that at forty it's not time for...
what bothers him are her sixteen
that barrier that exists and he doesn't see
there's no gesture that makes him believe
that what he feels he can understand
in his words there's no deceit
but there are looks he never interprets well
Dance, dance, dance, dancer
he's always spying from behind a curtain
that secret love he pretends and evades
that escapes like smoke on tiptoe
Dance, dance, dance, dancer
he's always spying from behind a curtain
dance, dance, dance, dance
dance, dance, dance, dancer
dancer, dancer, dancer.
But it happened what can happen
that the illusion as it comes, goes
on a motorcycle he comes to pick her up
he sees them leave in a deafening noise
desperate, he wanted to hang himself
he tied a rope and jumped from the loom
she was dancing, he saw him land
and went to bring him chocolates to the hospital.
Dance, dance, dance, dancer
he's always spying from behind a curtain
that secret love he pretends and evades
that escapes like smoke on tiptoe
Dance, dance, dance, dancer
he's always spying from behind a curtain
dance, dance, dance, dance
dance, dance, dance, dancer
dancer, dancer, dancer,
dancer, dancer, dancer.