제공
Leonard Cohen의 상위 곡
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Leonard Cohen
보컬
Jennifer Warnes
보컬
Evelyine Hebey
보컬
Mayel Assouly
보컬
Elisabeth Valletti
보컬
Raffi Hakopian
바이올린
작곡 및 작사
Leonard Cohen
송라이터
페데리코 가르시아 로르카
시
Jean-Philippe Rykiel
편곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Leonard Cohen
프로듀서
Gean-Michel Reusser
프로듀서
Roscoe Beck
프로듀서
Jean-Jacques Perruchon
엔지니어
Leanne Ungar
엔지니어
Kevin Beauchamp
엔지니어
Gavin Lurssen
마스터링 엔지니어
Doug Sax
마스터링 엔지니어
가사
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
Writer(s): Leonard Cohen, Garcia Lorca
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