His force is disciplined and wild
ready to burst at any time
to satisfy an immortal instinct
that's hiding deeply in his innards.
His movement is inseperable from the sound,
the rhythm and the melody, one body,
as if the Tango is resurrected
picking up flesh and bones for an instant.
And thus the tiger vanishes,
there's now only music in our eyes,
and the girl that surrenders in his arms
transforms herself into a Muse divine.
tango is the new love. :)
