At dusk the ladies in their dancing dresses, golden blossoms in their hair. The music starts and the beating hearts and the men just stare. Love is in the air. Oh, yeah ā love is in the air. Love is in the air.
At dusk the ladies in their dancing dresses, golden blossoms in their hair. The music starts and the beating hearts and the men just stare. Love is in the air. Oh, yeah ā love is in the air. Love is in the air.