At a cafe terrace, painted by the vermillion sun,
Along with the fragrance of Turkish coffee,
The somber tango rhythm fills the air.
As lonely as I may be, if I dance
It will bring a breath of fresh air into my heart.
If you're not coming and you keep me waiting
I wonder who I'll be dancing with?
"Silver Moon, Red Moon"
You are so cold, Shanghai Dandy.
The smoke of Gitanes gets in my eyes.
As the night makes the gypsy violin cry
Two glasses and a wine bottle
Belittle my burning passion for you.
As lonely as I may be, if I toast
Even a little flame can dance against the wind.
If you're not coming and you keep me waiting
I wonder who I'll be drinking with?
"Silver Moon, Red Moon"
You are so cold, Shanghai Dandy.
The smoke of Gitanes gets in my eyes.