The rumba is the vertical expression of a horizontal wish.
You have to hold her, like the skin on her thigh is your reason for living.
Let her go, like your heart's being ripped from your chest.
Throw her back, like you're going to have your way with her right here on the dance floor.
And then finish, like she's ruined you for life.
Nii, leidsin hetke mahti
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