Macarena

The sleepy city is drowning in the twilight You stand alone, smiling at something Whole and wise, from head to toe You do it so beautifully You will play the flute for me And I will play the mandolin for you And in our free time We will listen to the silence You have neither address nor passport I love you, and that's all that matters to me I will pick you up by your arms and legs And take you away to a fairytale land We will writhe in pure bliss We will thrash about in happiness We will drench each other In sweet vodka and wine Let fire fall in love with water! Let the scythe fall in love with the stone! Let the Sun shine in the sky And the Moon at the same time! There are countless warm days there a year And a myriad of good people And almost all of them have radiant faces With incredibly kind eyes We will writhe in pure bliss We will thrash about in happiness We will drench each other In sweet vodka and wine