Leonard Cohen. Take This Waltz.

Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women There’s a shoulder where Death comes to cryThere’s a lobby with nine hundred windowsThere’s a tree where the doves go to dieThere’s a piece that was torn from the morningAnd it hangs in the Gallery of FrostAey, aey, aey, aeyTake this waltz, take this waltzTake this waltzSigue leyendo “Leonard Cohen. Take This Waltz.”