Ballet in red

Malynconia, little girl who tenders me goodwill.
Smiles with a tear on his face, carrying me in visions past.
Malynconia, my friend of thought.
The smell of smoke that disappears... in a blink everything is a masked dance.
My lips painted red that dancing with scarlet curtains,
everything makes me turn my head..
My dark suit stripe on my fair skin forming a alchemy,
everything is mixed on me making me lose my mind, like you.
Do you want to be my ballet-boy tonight?
To destroy my friend who thinks of the past.
Around me there is rose scent and you're a blue silhouette.
Hey, you and I are so similar, hold my hand?
for run away and join a masquerade.
What are your clothes? In who transforms you tonight?
Shortly before midnight, you are a noble knight,
after six A.M you become a villain.
I have chosen differently,
I prefer to wear clothes that there aren't ...
and pretend to be a naive princess lost.
that's why we are not suspended on the same thread ...
but tonight no matter, dance with me.
Burn around, body to body as in a ballet red.
I rest my lips on this burning desire,
dance with Me.
While the music disappears and my friend comes to greet me,
I run away from you with a kiss elusive, launched to the void ...
"Goodbye ballet boy!"
the fate will make us meet, but you'll stay to watch ...
My dark friend takes me away and I do not I can see you anymore,
but in a dream I'll ask you again to burn in a red ballet with me,
forget the moon, and the time of night, painting the sky red.
Just for a day, then disappear and forget.
Malynconia kisses me and leaves.