Shall we dance, or keep on moping?
Shall we dance and walk on air?
Shall we give in to despair? Or shall we dance with never a care?
Life is short. We're growing older.
Don't you be an also ran.
You've got to dance, little lady. Dance, little man.
Dance whenever you can.
(Extract from "Shall We Dance" by George and Ira Gershwin)
(Photo courtesy of Thierry Jouanneteau)