[00:03.600]Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
[00:09.299]There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry
[00:14.100]There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
[00:19.030]There's a tree where the doves go to die
[00:24.220]There's a piece that was torn from the morning
[00:29.220]And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost
[00:34.770]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
[00:39.600]Take this waltz, take this waltz
[00:44.070]Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
[00:52.680]
[00:54.300]Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
[00:59.730]On a chair with a dead magazine
[01:05.600]In the cave at the tip of the lily
[01:09.390]In some hallways where love's never been
[01:15.000]On a bed where the moon has been sweating
[01:19.680]In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
[01:25.240]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
[01:29.600]Take this waltz, take this waltz
[01:34.720]Take its broken waist in your hand
[01:44.770]
[01:45.329]This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
[01:50.900]With its very own breath of brandy and Death
[01:56.700]Dragging its tail in the sea
[02:03.070]There's a concert hall in Vienna
[02:07.929]Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
[02:13.199]There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
[02:17.899]They've been sentenced to death by the blues
[02:22.989]Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
[02:28.290]With a garland of freshly cut tears?
[02:33.999]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
[02:37.929]Take this waltz, take this waltz
[02:43.049]Take this waltz it's been dying for years
[02:53.939]There's an attic where children are playing
[02:58.929]Where I've got to lie down with you soon
[03:03.929]In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
[03:08.959]In the mist of some sweet afternoon
[03:14.009]And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
[03:18.929]All your sheep and your lilies of snow
[03:24.378]Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
[03:30.390]Take this waltz, take this waltz
[03:33.609]With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"
[03:37.049]This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...
[03:50.020]With its very own breath of brandy and Death
[03:55.699]Dragging its tail in the sea
[04:01.749]And I'll dance with you in Vienna
[04:07.049]I'll be wearing a river's disguise
[04:09.290]The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
[04:17.290]My mouth on the dew of your thighs
[04:22.240]And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
[04:27.230]With the photographs there, and the moss
[04:31.980]And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
[04:37.559]My cheap violin and my cross
[04:42.700]And you'll carry me down on your dancing
[04:47.600]To the pools that you lift on your wrist
[04:52.700]Oh my love, Oh my love
[04:57.600]Take this waltz, take this waltz
[05:02.639]It's yours now. It's all that there is