[Intro – soft guitar and crackling fire] [Verse 1:] We’re sitting by the firelight, friends gathered in a ring. The night is warm and easy, and the breeze begins to sing. Someone taps a rhythm, just a toe against the stone, and the beat starts growing louder like it’s got a mind of its own. [Pre-Chorus:] A little “oye, mira esto,” and the laughter starts to rise— ’cause the music’s waking up in every heartbeat, every sigh. [Chorus:] It’s a fiesta in the moment, before the ciesta of the night. When the fire sparks the rhythm and our souls feel feather-light. From the toe-tap to the thigh-slap, to the dancing on our feet— we let the night remind us how good it feels to meet. [Verse 2:] The guitar starts a strumming, and the palms begin to clap. Someone shouts “vámonos, amigos!” and we fall into the snap. The shadows start to shimmer as we sway from side to side, and the fire paints our faces with a golden, happy pride. [Pre-Chorus:] A little “baila, baila, corazón,” and the circle comes alive— every step a spark of joy as the rhythm starts to thrive. [Chorus:] It’s a fiesta in the moment, before the ciesta of the night. When the fire sparks the rhythm and our souls feel feather-light. From the toe-tap to the thigh-slap, to the dancing on our feet— we let the night remind us how good it feels to meet. [Interlude – playful percussion and guitar] [Bridge:] And when the embers settle, and the laughter starts to fade, we curl into the quiet that the gentle night has made. But the rhythm stays within us, like a whisper soft and sweet— a memory of the fire and the music in our feet. [Final Chorus:] It’s a fiesta in the moment, before the ciesta of the night. When the fire sparks the rhythm and our hearts feel warm and bright. From the toe-tap to the thigh-slap, to the dancing on our feet— we carry home the magic of a night so pure and sweet. [Outro – soft guitar, fading like embers]
