Il nuovo anno è iniziato in modo frenetico,
sorrisi nuovi e amori vecchi.
Testa bassa e obiettivi alti,
persone ambivalenti e dolore chiaro.
Ora ho un'onda verde da surfare
e sabbia tra le dita da levare.
Incertezze che prendono piede
e sudore sulle mani.
Persone a cui scrivere
e musica nuova da ascoltare.
Pensare a cosa fare
se andare a casa sobria
o prendere un altro bicchiere di vino
e dimenticare il passato.
Nuovi panorami da vedere
e borse da comprare.
Having troubles telling how I feel
But I can dance, dance, dance
Couldn't possibly tell you how I mean
But I can dance, dance, dance
So when I trip on my feet
Look at the beat
The words are written in the sand
When I shaking my hips
Look for the swing
The words are written in the air
Dance, I was a dancer all along
Dance, dance, dance
Words can never make up for what you do
Easy conversations, there's no such thing
No I'm shy, shy, shy
My hips they lie 'cause in reality I'm shy, shy, shy
But when I trip on my feet
Look at the ground
The words are written in the dust
When I'm shaking my hips
Look for the swing
The words are written in the air
Dance,
I was a dancer all along
Dance, dance, dance
Words can never make up for what you do
Dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance Lykke Li
