Leonard Cohen - Take This Waltz Lyrics
Now in vienna theres ten pretty womenTheres a shoulder where death comes to cryTheres a lobby with nine hundred windowsTheres a tree where the doves go to dieTheres a piece that was torn from the morningAnd it hangs in the gallery of frostAy, ay, ay, ayTake this waltz, take this waltzTake this waltz with the clamp on its jawsOh I want you, I want you, I want youOn a chair with a dead magazineIn the cave at the tip of the lilyIn some hallways where loves never beenOn a bed where the moon has been sweatingIn a cry filled with footsteps and sandAy, ay, ay, ayTake this waltz, take this waltzTake its broken waist in your handThis waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltzWith its very own breath of brandy and deathDragging its tail in the seaTheres a concert hall in viennaWhere your mouth had a thousand reviewsTheres a bar where the boys have stopped talkingTheyve been sentenced to death by the bluesAh, but who is it climbs to your pictureWith a garland of freshly cut tears?Ay, ay, ay, ayTake this waltz, take this waltzTake this waltz its been dying for yearsTheres an attic where children are playingWhere Ive got to lie down with you soonIn a dream of hungarian lanternsIn the mist of some sweet afternoonAnd Ill see what youve chained to your sorrowAll your sheep and your lilies of snowAy, ay, ay, ayTake this waltz, take this waltzWith its Ill never forget you, you know!This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...And Ill dance with you in viennaIll be wearing a rivers disguiseThe hyacinth wild on my shoulder,My mouth on the dew of your thighsAnd Ill bury my soul in a scrapbook,With the photographs there, and the mossAnd Ill yield to the flood of your beautyMy cheap violin and my crossAnd youll carry me down on your dancingTo the pools that you lift on your wristOh my love, oh my loveTake this waltz, take this waltzIts yours now. its all that there is.
