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Leonard Cohen

SongtexteTake This Waltz (Live)

Now in Vienna

there's 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 piece

that was torn

from the morning

And it hangs

in the Gallery of Frost

Ay ay ay ay

Take this waltz

take this waltz

Take this waltz

with the clamp

on its jaws

Oh I want you

I want you

I want you

On a chair

with a dead magazine

In the cave

at the tip

of the lily

In some hallways

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 I'll never

forget you you know

This waltz this waltz

this waltz this waltz

With its very own

breath of brandy

and Death

Dragging its tail

in the sea

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 and the moss

And I'll yield

to the flood

of your beauty

My cheap violin

and my cross

And you'll carry me

down on your dancing

To the pools

that you lift

on your wrist

Oh my love

Oh my love

Take this waltz

take this waltz

It's yours now

It's all

that there is

La la la la la

La la la la la

La la la la la la

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Songtexte
Federico Garcia Lorca
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Leonard Cohen