Leonard Cohen – Take This Waltz [Official Music Video]
Promotional video clip for tribute LP “Poets In New York” (1986). Leonard Cohen performs Take This Waltz, his song based on his own translation of Garcia Lorca’s Pequeño vals vienés.
The Leonard Cohen Files says: “The video was filmed in Spain, in the city of Granada, famous for the Alhambra Castle. Leonard Cohen is shown in the house of Federico Garcia Lorca. 6 min, color.”
Note: This is 1986 version of the song, produced for the Spanish tribute album “Poets In New York”. Later, Cohen released the same track on his 1988 album I’m Your Man, adding Raffi Hakopian’s violin and Jennifer Warnes’ vocals in overlayers. So don’t be alarmed if you don’t hear Warnes’ duetting on some verses and no violin at all.
According to some sources, this wasn’t real video clip, but promotional clip which originally was the part of TV programme accompanying “Poets in New York” LP. Strangely enough, there’s another version at YouTube, recorded from TV Espana, two minutes longer, re-edited and re-cut – some extra shots show Cohen playing the piano, walking through Garcia Lorca’s house museum etc. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PV97_R… My version is 4 minutes, while The Leonard Cohen Files says it should be six minutes. Nevertheless, my version is obviously also complete clip, and I took it from the home-made DVDR which was shown on Leonard Cohen Event organised by The LC Files, while the DVDR’s contents came from press kit tapes sent by Mr. Cohen, so…
Take This Waltz Lyrics
from Live In London
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 theGallery 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 the 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
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
Aey, aey, aey, aey
Songwriters
COHEN, LEONARD / LORCA, GARCIA
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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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