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Date of issue: 09.03.2020
Song language: English
The Rhumba Club |
Cora: |
Each night the lights go down, the rhythm pounds, and out here in the crowd, |
the jungle howls |
Some hunt and others scheme, some things grin like sin and some things look so |
pure with knives for teeth |
As they laugh, masks will slip for seconds falling |
Deadly games will be resolving |
For you see, to seem is not to be |
Each night the rhumba growls and in the masks, beneath the masks, |
my people stalk and prowl |
There’s games inside of games, roles and parts portrayed like Russian dolls |
that always twist and change |
My sweet spies, eyes that always are deceiving, masks in masks forever scheming |
For you see, to seem is not to be |
To our business let us turn, my pawn is compromised and yet for her it seems |
you yearn |
Where she is you seek, and information is my currency, the air I breathe |
So for me, there’s a thing you must acquire |
And I’ll tell what you desire |
Though you’ll see to seem is not to be |