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Viva Essa Batida (Live This Beat) 2 by Michael love forever

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Viva Essa Batida (Live This Beat) 2

Generous Angolan Afrobeat With American Vibe

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The sun is the streets where the shadows twist, Feet tapping rhythms no one can resist.
Your eyes that smile at the sudden drift, Heart beats a drum in a midnight shift.
Silent words hang between the palms, Fingers brush slow without a cause.
The night haunts with a secret song, Pulling us where we both belong.
Viva essa batida, hold me close, In every beat, the story grows.
From Luanda's fire to the city glow, We ride this wave, we let it flow.
Viva essa batida, feel it deep, In the pulse where promises keep.
From whispered dreams to louder cries, This love's the rhythm that never dies.
The sidewalks pose beneath one's shoes, Every step tell the news.
The night air thick with quiet hues, Our laughter slip between the roofs.
Words unspoken wrapped in veins, Guarding time's relentless dance.
A rhythm found when worlds collide, In every beat you're by my side.
Viva essa batida, hold me close, In every beat, the story grows.
From Luanda's fire to the city glow, We ride this wave, we let it flow.
Viva essa batida, feel it deep, In the pulse where promises keep.
From whispered dreams to louder cries, This love's the rhythm that never dies.
The sun can't chase the night away, When your touch turns on today.
No mouths, just hands clasped in, Find it on where you appear.
Viva essa batida, hold me close, In every beat, the story grows.
From Luanda's fire to the city glow, We ride this wave, we let it flow.
Viva essa batida, feel it deep, In the pulse where promises keep.
From whispered dreams to louder cries, This love's the rhythm that never dies.
So let the night scratch us all in vain, In this beat we never made.
Till you and me, the past is clear.
Viva essa batida, always near.