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The Last Tango

I’ll take my chances by the crater’s edge

And hold my partner to the windswept ledge

Our heads thrown back as we await the crash

Of pumice stone and hot volcanic ash

 

With molten lava there is just one chance

To swoon and tango in one last romance

So take me in your arms and squeeze me tight

Erupting embers make the earth ignite

 

He holds her waist she grips his wrist

She’s irresistible, he can’t resist

Two souls together, you get the gist

Their love burns brightly in the night

 

The flames are rising and the smoke is dense

This dance is making very little sense

Held for eternity the two of us

Tiptoeing lightly on Vesuvius

 

We glide together sliding here and there

We face oblivion without a care

La caminata by the volcano

Our dance floor is a moving magma flow

 

In this, our last tango

Yes, this our last tango

Our very last tango.

 

 

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