The Last Samba

The last samba

The last samba is playing

Don't waste me it seems to be saying

For soon this crescent moon will fade

Becoming only broken shell

And half remembered tunes

So take me then

Here on this sand in the midst of these stars

Swaying in thrall to the fading guitars

Lost on the beach in this trance

They're playing the last samba

Shall we dance?

And half remembered tunes

So take me then

Here on this sand in the midst of these stars

Swaying in thrall to the fading guitars

Lost on the beach in this trance

They're playing the last samba

The last samba

The last samba

Shall we dance?

Hmm, shall we dance?

Shall we dance?