Tango
Janes Lyrics

On the sixth day
It was on the sixth day, a significant moment in time.

When the word came
When we received or understood some kind of message or news.

We began our journey
Our adventure or experience started here.

We would not break the promise
We made a vow or commitment and will keep it no matter what.

Lonely, hasten to the shoreline
Feeling lonesome, we rush to the coast or beach.

Just in time to see them sail away
Arriving at the right moment, we witness their departure by boat.

All the times when we lay sleepless
During those moments we couldn't rest or sleep.

And the weather made no sense
The climate or atmosphere was confusing or incomprehensible.

Challenge your hands
Push yourself, test your abilities.

To capture these landscapes
To catch or capture the beauty of these surroundings.

Holy days, landscapes
Days of significance or importance, with stunning scenery.

Of dunes and red skies
Of sandy hills or ridges and crimson-colored skies.

There is only one horizon
We can only see one line where the earth and sky meet.

Rolling thunder this wilderness
This wild and untamed land echoes with thunderous sounds.

So lonely tangled up forever
We feel isolated and entangled in this feeling eternally.

Hold me for a while
Embrace me or let us be close for a short time.

My love, I can hardly hear you
Darling, I struggle to hear or understand you.

Heal me, feel my love
Help me recover, feel the love I have for you.

So I find your breast against mine
I come upon your chest pressed against mine.

Is this the slow tango
Is this our slow, romantic dance?

I have no regrets, my love
I don't feel remorse or sorrow, my dear.

I let you press
I allowed you to exert pressure or touch me.

I forget the rest
I can't quite remember everything else.

But I feel it like the rushing dove
Yet I sense it like a bird swiftly flying.

That beats against the hands of time
That fights against the unstoppable march of time.

With pounding heart again
With a heart once again beating furiously.

Is this the slow tango?
Once more, is this our leisurely dance?

I have no regrets, my love
Again, I don't feel sorrow or remorse, my dear.