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
Aey, aey, aey, aey 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 a cave at the tip of the 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
Aey, aey, aey, aey 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?
Aey, aey, aey, aey 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
Aey, aey, aey, aey 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
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