From the bridge of agonies
The actors are falling
And in their eyes out of chrome
The destiny is making enemies
In the Cafe of the flore
The fauna and the flore
The world is lightened up
In a bright smoke
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Now what do become
What do the Viennese Waltz become?
Tell me what you were doing
During those years?
If the words are the same
Tell me if you love/like me...
Now what do become
What do the Viennese Waltz become?
And the shutter which are crunching
From a province castle?
Today when you are dancing
Say,what are you thinking about?
In the ancient Rome
The romantics are straying
The unfaithful amours
write themselves down on programs
From the bottom of the night
Bringing up the yearning
And our grief of the young ladies
In the pages of 'Grand Meaulnes'