A cappella dance

Copyright © 2008, Kostya Altman. All rights reserved


She’s like the Westminstershire castle.
The impenetrable fortress of the queen.
And everyone she meets becomes her vassal,
But, all she wants is to be with him.

Oh, she dances in silence at night.
A cappella of body and soul.
When Aurora adds color to the night,
It’s time to put on the mask of cold.

There is nothing that can change it now.
Face is put on with a nourishing cream,
Field of somebodies put to the plow.
She wants out, and out with him.

Oh, she dances in silence at night.
A cappella of body and soul.
Uncontrollable music inside
Gives her strength to be weak when she falls.

Ask her what does she want for her freedom,
To awake from [an] impossible dream,
To bring to live what became just a rhythm.
And the freedom is to be with him.

Oh, she dances in silence in pink.
A cappella of body and soul.
Jester get me a stylus and ink,
I’ll write a message for her on a wall.



September 8, 2008
K. Altman