On a midsummer night, I'll dance all night long. I won't stop dancing until you see my true nature. Because summer nights are short. I'll keep dancing and make you turn your head back. My red heels, even if worn out, my feelings will run through the night sky. I won't stop dancing. You're probably aware of it. An oasis in the city, cool green, a slight midsummer fever. In the shadows of the skyscrapers, your eyes are gently clouded.
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