[00:00.000] 作词 : Federico García Lorca
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen
[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