Под ночным небом - кружится в танце огня - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Under the low starry sky, on hot sand, around the fire is spinning in the dance of fire and passion is a flexible dancer. Flame flashes fall on her naked shoulders and flicker in ringing bracelets on thin wrists and ankles. Her movements are either fluid, then swift and fascinating, like a swelling of a dervish. You eagerly catch the edges of her flying clothes, caught a quick look from under the lowered eyelashes ... What secret signs are drawing on the sand her small leg?