Across the cedar covered river
Within the night that covers them
Up the hill toward dark gates
An approach so sweet yet again
Proffer the sightless with wine
Crank the old gramophone
To go up and dance with the blind girls
A secret so holy and dire
To waltz in the arms of innocence
Hushed delights from the choir
Shadows long and playful
Cast with broken old candles
Gowns worn and stressed
Yet graceful in tired old sandals
Strike up the scratchy old music
Tonight they won’t dance alone
Alas, the music does fade
Back to the village they creep
And leave the sanatorium
Its bars and rules, Just so
Текст песни My Dying Bride The Poorest Waltz
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