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The Last Waltz
La dernière valse From the skies Clouds fall upon my dreams I am up high, away from it all I am far, but my tears still fall I stand up and shout to Paris ( Pareee) You left me, you left me here to fend alone I can not danse, nor can I waltz I am here, overlooking skylines of desire Graveyards calling out my name The clouds in the sky grey and dancing The tour Eiffel stands up high The symbol of all that makes me cry I can not dance, nor can I waltz Alizee Alizee go go go Arête, arête my love simply won’t flow Abelard died, and so must I Lovers of love, wine runs dry Poets and words, vices and crimes Lovers of the majestic and the absurd I was pushed over the ledge In Versailles they left for me dead Grandiose mirrors and artistic displays I can not dance, nor can I waltz So in the castle I will be slayed By the demons of lovers From the past, they do say She left me here On the left bank of the seine So here I shall drown totally insane Notes: I have on purpose used french spelling for some words in the poem.
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