Shall I show you how I'll wound you? The pendulum of my heart is swinging wildly Bewitchingly calling out to me
* My heart throbs to the samba of the night Though I may tremble with shyness The flower that blooms is a black flower When our lips softly meet Ah, the samba of the night
Shall I sell my soul to the devil? The black flames are burning I've found my true self
My heart shakes to the samba of the night Though I may tremble with shyness The flower that blooms is a black flower When our lips softly meet Ah, the samba of the night
Shall I show you how I'll wound you? The pendulum of my heart is swinging wildly Bewitchingly calling out to me
* My heart throbs to the samba of the night Though I may tremble with shyness The flower that blooms is a black flower When our lips softly meet Ah, the samba of the night
Shall I sell my soul to the devil? The black flames are burning I've found my true self
My heart shakes to the samba of the night Though I may tremble with shyness The flower that blooms is a black flower When our lips softly meet Ah, the samba of the night