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24 juillet 2018 2 24 /07 /juillet /2018 09:00

Take This Waltz


Now in Vienna there are 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_
Ay,ay,ay,ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz,
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws

I want you, I want you, I want you
An a chair with a dead magazine
In a cave on 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 sans
Ay, ay ay ay
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 thousand reviews
There's a bar where the boys have stop talking
They've been sentenced by the blues
Ah! But who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, ay ay ay
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
Ay, ay ay ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With it's “I'll never forget you, you know?”

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 drew 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 I'll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
O my love, o my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It's yours now. It's all that there is.
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<br /> bonjour, je suis tres heureux ce soir !!, j'ai enfin une photo de mon ami Christian Leroyer , je l'ai connu lui et son pére Paul à Forges Les Eaux en 1964 il venait de Monaco et avait été engagé<br /> par le directeur du casino pour installer des gages dans le parc.<br /> <br /> <br /> ce serais sympat de me contacter pour un plus<br /> <br /> <br /> sincéres amitiées  JPC<br />
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<br /> Bonjour,<br /> <br /> <br /> Je souhaite entrer en contact avec vous à propos de deux photos prises par votre père, que je souhaite publier dans un dvd-rom. Pouvez-vous prendre contact pour un échange par mail ?<br /> <br /> <br /> Cordialement,<br />
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