There's a place on Starowka Lots of people live there Not supposed to, government says no But they don't care The sirens blare, apocalypse Musicians still play on They don't know who their god is now They only know this song In all of Warsaw's grandeur In the eyes of the ancient soul We call upon our ancestors to sanctify this hall They do the dance They do the dance of love Into each other's arms they fall They do the dance of love We move into the light We go to set our beings free We scream our indiscretions A glorious reprieve Hold me in your last embrace Escape the king of doom Who will hold our hand through time When the rose has lost it's bloom In all of Warsaw's grandeur In the eyes of the ancient soul We call upon our ancestors to sanctify this hall We do the dance, we do the dance of love Into each other's arms we fall We do the dance of love Into each other's arms we fall We do the dance of love Into each other's arms We fall, we do the dance We do the dance We do the dance of love Into each other's arms we fall We do the dance of love Hold me in your last embrace Escape the king of doom Who will hold our hand through time When the dance has left this room.
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