Шntro: A E
A F#m
Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
A A/Ab F#m
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry
D E
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
D A A/Ab
There's a tree where the doves go to die
F#m
There's a piece that was torn from the morning
Bm Bsus2/F# Bm
And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost
D A A/Ab
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
F#m
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Bm D E
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
A F#m
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
A A/Ab F#m
On a chair with a dead magazine
D E
In the cave at the tip of the lilly
D A A/Ab
In some hallways where love's never been
F#m
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
Bm Bsus2/F# Bm
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
D A A/Ab
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
F#m
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Bm D E A
Take its broken waist in your hand
F#m
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
Bm F#m
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Bm A E
Dragging its tail in the sea
A F#m
There's a concert hall in Vienna
A A/Ab F#m
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
D E
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
D A A/Ab
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
F#m
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
Bm Bsus2/F# Bm
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
D A A/Ab
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
F#m
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Bm D E
Take this waltz it's been dying for years
A F#m
There's an attic where children are playing
A A/Ab F#m
Where I've got to lie down with you soon
D E
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
D A A/Ab
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
F#m
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
Bm Bsus2/F# Bm
All your sheep and your lillies of snow
D A A/Ab
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
F#m
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Bm D E A
With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"
F#m
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
Bm F#m
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Bm A E
Dragging its tail in the sea
A F#m
And I'll dance with you in Vienna
A A/Ab F#m
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
D E
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
D A
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
A F#m
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook
A A/Ab F#m
With the photographs there, and the moss
D E
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
D A A/Ab
My cheap violin and my cross
F#m
And you'll carry me down on your dancing
Bm Bsus2/F# Bm
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
D A A/Ab
Oh my love, Oh my love
F#m
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Bm D E
It's yours now, it's all that there is
A F#m A F#m
La, la, la...
Outro: D E D A
F#m F#m Bm Bm
D A F#m