Pequeño Vals Vienes
Enrique Morente
Little Waltz You Come
In Vienna there are ten girls
A shoulder where death sobs
And a forest of stuffed doves
There's a fragment of the morning
In the museum of frost
There's a room with a thousand windows
Oh, take this waltz
This waltz with the mouth closed
This waltz
Of yes of death and cognac
That wets its tail in the sea
In Vienna there are four mirrors
Where your mouth and the echoes play
There's a death for piano
That paints the boys blue
There are beggars on the rooftops
There are fresh garlands of tears
Oh, take this waltz
This waltz that dies in my arms
This waltz...
Because I love you
In the attic where children play
Dreaming old lights of Hungary
Through the murmurs of the warm afternoon
Seeing sheep and snow lilies
Through the dark silence of your forehead
Oh, take this waltz
This waltz of I love you always
This waltz...
In Vienna I'll dance with you
With a costume that has
A river's head
Look, I have shores of hyacinths
I'll leave my mouth between your legs
My soul in photographs and lilies
And in the dark waves of your walk
I want to leave my love, my love
Violin and tomb, the ribbons of the waltz
Oh, take this waltz
This waltz of I love you always
This waltz...
Because I love you...