[Spoken Intro – Male] The floor answered your footsteps… each tap a spark, each turn a flame. And the moment you lifted your hands, the night began to burn. (Castanets begin softly, heel‑tap echoing in a slow widening circle.) [Verse 1 – Male] Your body sweeps the air in arcs that shimmer as they climb, a ribbon made of motion tracing fire through the time. Each tap becomes a heartbeat, each gesture fans the blaze, and the castanets are calling me to follow where you sway. (Whispered Spanish – Female, atmospheric, sultry) Tu cuerpo enciende el aire… cada gesto sube en llamas. [Verse 2 – Male] You move like rising embers drifting higher with each turn, your hands release the rhythm and the shadows start to burn. The music leans toward you as if drawn by something higher, and every breath you take becomes a spark that feeds the fire. (Whispered Spanish – Female) Eres brasa que despierta… tu aliento crea fuego. [Pre‑Chorus – Male + Female] Your heels strike— and the world takes aim. Your hands rise— and the night grows flame. (Whispered Spanish – Female) Golpeas… y el mundo arde suave. [Chorus – Male + Female] Move with the rhythm that sets the soul alight, turn with the motion that pulls the darkness into light. Every sweeping gesture lifts the music ever higher— in this dance of burning passion, every step becomes the fire. (Whispered Spanish – Female) Te mueves… y todo prende. Giras… y la noche se enciende. [Bridge – Male] Your silhouette in motion is a story told in flame, a dance that shapes the shadows till they whisper out your name. The castanets are echoing the rhythm of your grace, and the fire in your movement lights the music’s waiting space. (Whispered Spanish – Female) Tu sombra canta fuego… tu ritmo abre caminos. [Final Chorus – Male + Female] Move with the rhythm that sets the soul alight, turn with the motion that pulls the darkness into light. Every sweeping gesture lifts the music ever higher— in this dance of burning passion, every step becomes the fire. (Whispered Spanish – Female) Cada gesto… una llama. Cada paso… más alto. [Spoken Outro – Female] When the last ember fades… your fire still moves inside my breath. (Castanets close with a slow, sultry roll.)
