歌詞

Your red glass, on the table

Catches my face in flame

I trace the rim with my finger

And call you by your name

The room leans slow around us

Like it knows what we mean

Your smile is a little secret

In a velvet in-between

Stay a little closer

Let the night go soft

The air turns sweet and tender

When you lift me up

Red glass bossa, hold me

Red glass bossa, slow me down

Red glass bossa, kiss me

Till the whole room spins around

Red glass bossa, hold me

Hold me

Red glass bossa, now

Red glass bossa, kiss me

In your red-lit falling sound

Your shoes on the tiled floor

Keep time with the low conga

I hear your laugh on the corners

Like a song from Havana

The trumpet bends like moonlight

Over satin and skin

And every little silence

Lets the heat pour in

Stay a little closer

Let the night go soft

The air turns sweet and tender

When you lift me up

Red glass bossa, hold me

Red glass bossa, slow me down

Red glass bossa, kiss me

Till the whole room spins around

Red glass bossa, hold me

Hold me

Red glass bossa, now

Red glass bossa, kiss me

In your red-lit falling sound

One candle, two shadows

One heartbeat in the dark

You tilt the world to ruby

And leave your little mark

Red glass bossa, hold me

Red glass bossa, slow me down

Red glass bossa, kiss me

Till the whole room spins around

Red glass bossa, hold me

Hold me

Red glass bossa, now

Red glass bossa, kiss me

In your red-lit falling sound