"On a night in summer as they all sat around the campfire, his lonely figure was at a little distance from the group. He looked into the flames. And suddenly the flames turned into a picture. He saw her dancing, hypnotizing him. Free as a gipsy she danced. And all he could do was watch the flames. Watch her Dance of Fire..." I imagined something like this while listening. Very nice!😊
"On a night in summer as they all sat around the campfire, his lonely figure was at a little distance from the group. He looked into the flames. And suddenly the flames turned into a picture. He saw her dancing, hypnotizing him. Free as a gipsy she danced. And all he could do was watch the flames. Watch her Dance of Fire..."
I imagined something like this while listening. Very nice!😊
Fab-u-lous!