Like the cameraman (because you know it's a guy), I am somewhat mesmerised by this dancer's delicious posterior. Absorb her moves, let the whole thing roam your bloodstream and try to keep one eye on that guy's strumming hand because: ¡muy bueno!
There seems to me an obvious connection between Roma dance practise and the nautch ( नाच, nāc) dancing of their Indian antecedents, with a few Middle Eastern influences collected along the way. A Spanish associate told me of stuffing himself into ever-tinier flamenco joints in southern Spain back in the day, complaining of low ceilings (he was 6'3") and assuring me if you weren't shitting your pants with fear at 3.30am in some random alley to see it, the show wasn't worth the mugging. But he was a drama queen and a music snob so he may have been exaggerating.