[00:00.00] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen [00:01.00] 作词 : Federico García Lorca [00:04.26]Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women [00:09.77]There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry [00:14.74]There's a lobby with nine hundred windows [00:19.83]There's a tree where the doves go to die [00:24.86]There's a piece that was torn from the morning [00:30.02]And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost [00:35.63]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay [00:39.93]Take this waltz, take this waltz [00:45.06]Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws [00:55.27]Oh I want you, I want you, I want you [01:00.13]On a chair with a dead magazine [01:05.44]In the cave at the tip of the lily [01:10.30]In some hallways where love's never been [01:15.71]On a bed where the moon has been sweating [01:20.58]In a cry filled with footsteps and sand [01:26.06]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay [01:30.61]Take this waltz, take this waltz [01:35.65]Take its broken waist in your hand [01:40.94] [01:46.15]This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz [01:51.11]With its very own breath of brandy and Death [01:56.17]Dragging its tail in the sea [02:01.45] [02:03.45]There's a concert hall in Vienna [02:08.88]Where your mouth had a thousand reviews [02:13.98]There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking [02:18.73]They've been sentenced to death by the blues [02:23.84]Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture [02:28.98]With a garland of freshly cut tears? [02:34.69]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay [02:38.96]Take this waltz, take this waltz [02:43.93]Take this waltz it's been dying for years [02:54.40]There's an attic where children are playing [02:59.62]Where I've got to lie down with you soon [03:04.74]In a dream of Hungarian lanterns [03:09.65]In the mist of some sweet afternoon [03:14.79]And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow [03:19.76]All your sheep and your lilies of snow [03:25.10]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay [03:29.63]Take this waltz, take this waltz [03:34.35]With its "I'll never forget you, you know!" [03:45.30]This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ... [03:50.38]With its very own breath of brandy and Death [03:55.71]Dragging its tail in the sea [04:02.58]And I'll dance with you in Vienna [04:07.67]I'll be wearing a river's disguise [04:12.96]The hyacinth wild on my shoulder, [04:17.91]My mouth on the dew of your thighs [04:23.04]And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, [04:28.04]With the photographs there, and the moss [04:32.85]And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty [04:37.99]My cheap violin and my cross [04:43.27]And you'll carry me down on your dancing [04:47.99]To the pools that you lift on your wrist [04:53.13]Oh my love, Oh my love [04:58.15]Take this waltz, take this waltz [05:03.70]It's yours now. It's all that there is