Take This Waltz Songtext
von Avalanche Quartet
Take This Waltz Songtext
Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women
There′s a shoulder where Death comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
There′s a tree where the doves go to die
There's a peace that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the gallery of frosts
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In a cave at the tip of a lily
In some hallway where love's never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
There′s a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
There′s a bar where the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz, it′s been dying for years
There's an attic where children are playing
Where I′ve got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you′ve chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its never forget you, you know
And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river′s disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And I′ll bury my soul in a scrapbook
With the photographs there in the moss
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And you′ll carry me down, your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrists
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It is yours now, it's all that there is
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
Very own breath of brandy and death
Brandy and death, brandy and death
Brandy and death
There′s a shoulder where Death comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
There′s a tree where the doves go to die
There's a peace that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the gallery of frosts
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In a cave at the tip of a lily
In some hallway where love's never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
There′s a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
There′s a bar where the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz, it′s been dying for years
There's an attic where children are playing
Where I′ve got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you′ve chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its never forget you, you know
And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river′s disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And I′ll bury my soul in a scrapbook
With the photographs there in the moss
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And you′ll carry me down, your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrists
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It is yours now, it's all that there is
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
Very own breath of brandy and death
Brandy and death, brandy and death
Brandy and death
Writer(s): Leonard Cohen, Federico Garcia Lorca Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

