The Valley that Calls by Deniz Besim - HTML preview

The City Club

The music beats loud to modern music

As a huge crowd gathers on the dance floor

A couple of slow-dancing pairs lovesick,

Tune after tune you will hear an uproar.

As a huge crowd gathers on the dance floor

They move like a single organism

Tune after tune you will hear an uproar

It's a statement of their urbanism.

They move like a single organism

As the DJ guides them, he works the tunes,

It's a statement of their urbanism

And forget about all their misfortunes.

As the DJ guides them, he works the tunes,

The dance floor is always where to do it -

And forget about all their misfortunes

Their awful lives, as drunken souls vomit.

The dance floor is always where to do it,

A couple of slow-dancing pairs lovesick

Their awful lives, as drunken souls vomit,

The music beats loud to modern music.