Lyrics:
Dancando No Paraiso

fragile moonlight, Appeared the incandescent flowers... , Said one of our round. . We dance... ..and the blowing of the wind is our only music, We dance

Translation: Dance Of Days. Crows of Paradise.

Time: 3:23 Bruce Johnston Publishing BMI/PSO Limited ACSAP Bruce Johnston/Danny Webb I'll set the stage while she's still dancing I'll make the music

cold fragile moonlight, Appeared the incandescent flowers... (), Said one of our round. (). We dance... ..and the blowing of the wind is our only music, We dance