🇧🇪 Belgium Eurovision 2026: Essyla – “Dancing on the Ice“
Artist: Essyla
Song: “Dancing on the Ice”
Songwriters: Essyla, Barbara Petitjean
Language: English
Essyla:
Essyla, born Alice Van Aesbeck and hailing from Bruges, Belgium, is a singer-songwriter who first gained national recognition after reaching the final of the ninth season of “The Voice Belgique” in 2021. From an early age, she formed her first musical ensemble and later continued her formal training at IMEP, a higher academic institution for music comparable to a conservatory. Her musical style draws influence from French chanson while blending pop with elements of jazz, folk, rock, and funk. In her artistic work, she emphasizes themes of empowerment and contemporary issues from a female perspective. Among her notable songs are “Let You Go” and “Not My Kind of Dude“.
“Dancing on the Ice”:
The song “Dancing on the Ice” is a dark and intriguing electro-pop anthem that moves between the shadowy club scene and the grand drama of life, painting a portrait of a deep internal conflict between self-destruction and a surge of vitality. The lyrics present a clear “anti-heroine” figure—one who declares her disloyalty and claims a crown that does not belong to her. The central image of dancing on ice where “everything is dead” serves as a powerful metaphor for survival against all odds—precisely within the cold and isolation, the speaker finds her sense of fulfillment and existence. The song creates a sharp contrast between heat and cold, and between pain and pleasure.
Lyrics of “Dancing on the Ice”:
I got that summer on my skin.
It burns, it lives, it burns within.
That world is hopped and I’m driving. Rains are gone, but I’m sinking.
I’m gonna burst, I’m gonna scream.
I won’t love, but I’m not loyal.
Call me queen, though I’m not royal.
Won’t you go, what if I hold alone?
I keep dancing on the ice where everything dies, frozen to the bone.
I keep dancing on the ice, ’cause I feel alive.
I’m satisfied.
Keep dancing on the ice.
Keep dancing on the ice.
Got king with there in my bag. Gotta keep going on the track.
Sunscreen that sticks on with parties, ice cream melting on my blue jeans.
Melting on my blue jeans.
I won’t love, but I’m not loyal.
Call me queen, though I’m not royal.
Won’t you go, what if I hold alone?
I keep dancing on the ice where everything dies, frozen to the bone.
I keep dancing on the ice, ’cause I feel alive.
I’m satisfied.
Keep dancing on the ice.
Keep dancing on the ice.
I won’t love. Keep dancing on the ice.
Call me queen. Keep dancing on the ice.
Won’t you love? Keep dancing on the ice.
I won’t love. Keep dancing on the ice.
Call me queen. Keep dancing on the ice.
Won’t you love? Keep dancing on the ice.
