| Letra | Julia Claire Dascombe, Tullio Tonelli |
| Año | 1988 |
| País | España |
| Sello | Leiber Records |
Last bow and call,
it’s the end of it all;
now it’s our empty stage…
I know you’re gone,
yes I know there’s someone
who waits to pay my wage…
I am lonely at the mirror,
with a costume in my hand…
If you dance you’ll understand…
Everything’s magical, dancing to classical;
move, and it’s natural, dancing to classical…
Everything’s magical, dancing to classical;
move, and it’s natural;
and you can feel it in your heart…
Beauty and pain,
they are not all in vain,
teach us to live each day…
People should share,
some of this love and care;
why did you run away?
I am lonely at the mirror,
with a costume in my hand…
If you dance you’ll understand…
Everything’s magical, dancing to classical;
move, and it’s natural, dancing to classical…
Everything’s magical, dancing to classical;
move, and it’s natural;
and you can feel it in your heart…
