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Gitana Dance

Gitana Dance

kizomba
Fidelio SantosFeb 4, 2026
[Intro – sun-warmed plaza vibe] Red skirts swirl in golden light Footsteps tap the stone all night [Verse 1 – playful, fiery] Cobblestones hum under worn-out shoes Laughter tangles with the evening hues A glance across the crowded square Pulls me into a world I can’t compare [Pre-Chorus – building excitement] My pulse beats fast with every breath The air is thick with unsaid steps I feel the call to move, to sway To let the rhythm carry me away [Chorus 1 – vibrant, unbridled] Gitana dance, spin me round and round Let the music lift me off the ground Every turn a story, every step a song Under the moon where we belong Gitana dance, fire in my bones No more silence, no more unknowns Let the night wrap tight around our souls This is where our story unfolds [Verse 2 – passionate, vivid] Fingers snap to the guitar’s cry Eyes lock, and time just flies A hand on my waist, a whispered word I’m lost in the magic I’ve never heard [Pre-Chorus 2 – soaring anticipation] My feet know paths I’ve never trod My heart beats loud, it’s not afraid of odd The night is young, the music’s hot I’ll dance until the clock forgets to tick-tock [Chorus 2 – amplified, joyful] Gitana dance, spin me round and round Let the music lift me off the ground Every turn a secret, every step a vow Under the stars where we bow Gitana dance, fire in my bones No more silence, no more unknowns Let the night wrap tight around our souls This is where our story unfolds [Bridge – reflective, warm] The crowd fades out, it’s just you and me The rhythm softens, slow and sweet We don’t need words to understand This dance is our unspoken plan [Final Chorus – explosive, triumphant] Gitana dance, spin me round and round Let the music lift me off the ground Every turn a memory, every step a crown Under the sky where we’re bound Gitana dance, fire in my bones No more silence, no more unknowns Let the night wrap tight around our souls This is where our story unfolds [Outro – fading plaza echo] Red skirts settle, steps grow slow The last note hums, then lets us go