We are the music: our movements are one

The music flowed through every room,
giving life to every movement made,
the words of hurt and sorrow,
healed with spirit and love,
the beauty of musics rhythm.

We made are motions into one,
in time with the music,
we slowly turn,
and start to dance,
we are the rhythm,
we are the magic of music.

Our tango turns into a waltz,
Our disco into ballet,
we become one with the music,
we become the beat,
we become the music.

Nothing has shown such beauty,
we have never been so close,
our passion rages,
as the pace picks up,
our mood brightens,
as we flow,
we are the lyrics,
we are the soft, sweet sounds of music.

We show no rebellion,
as the music takes control,
we feel the beat,
as it pulses through our veins,
we are the dance,
we are the power behind the music.

every muscle relaxes,
we twist and twirl,
in perfect time,
we cannot be stopped,
we are the passion,
we are the fire that burns in every song.

We are the music that changes the mood,
we are the music that casts a spell,
we are the music that controls the world,
we are the music that enchants and astounds,
we are the music that shines in the night,
we are the music.