Lyrics:
She dances through the flower-filled room –Sea-green eyes a-sparking.Or are they blue? The message clear:Seduce the master, winking.Dainty feet circles inscribeUpon the frozen parquet.Arabesque in compound time:Stately Pavane or Bourée.Sultry smile, come hither gaze –Black hair softly shining.Calls me up to half-lit bed.Sweet cloud with golden lining.Oh, so young with ageless smile –Born of ungodly makerDraws me: moth to candle bright –Fiery pleasure-seeker.She dances through the flower-filled room –Sea-green eyes a-sparking.It’s Rupi’s dance: the message clear.Her movement does the talking.