I will dance and it will make

The world rise from the dead beneath my feet

I will wave the threads of sand

That will fall on my breasts

When i finish my dance

And when the breasts will set the rhythm

My feet will worship the death of the floor

I will announce the birth of the king

Naked among the empty plate's splendour

The laughter will return

When the green walls reflected

Broken glass can be useful

Wood can be burnt

Wood can be burnt

I will dance and it will make

The world rise from the dead beneath my feet

I will wave the threads of sand

That will fall on my breasts

When i finish my dance

The laughter will return

When the green walls reflected

Broken glass can be useful

Wood can be burnt

Wood can be burnt