The sequences are from the movies:
1.Anna Karenina (1997) with Sophie Marceau and Sean Bean
2.War and Peace (1967) with Lyudmila Savelyeva and Gubanov Irina - one Oscar
3.Gone with the Wind (1939) with Leigh and Clark Gable - 10 Oscars



Lyrics:
Take this waltz


Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
there's a shoulder where death comes to cry
there's a lobby with nine hundred windows.

There's a tree where the doves go to die
there's a piece that was torn from the morning
and it hangs in the gallery of frost.

Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz.

Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
oh I want you, I want you, I want you
on a chair with a dead magazine.

In the cave at the tip of the lily
in some hallways where love's never been
on a bed where the moon has been sweating
in a cry filled with footsteps and sand.

Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz.
Take its broken waist in your hand.

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
with its very own breath of brandy and death
dragging its tail in the sea.

There's a concert hall in Vienna
where your mouth had a thousand reviews
there's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
they've been sentenced to death by the blues.

Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
with a garland of freshly cut tears?.

Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz.
Take this waltz it's been dying for years.

There's an attic where children are playing
where I've got to lie down with you soon
in a dream of Hungarian lanterns
in the mist of some sweet afternoon
and I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
all your sheep and your lilies of snow.

Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz.
With its "I'll never forget you, you know!".

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz...

Take its broken waist in your hand

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging its tail in the sea


And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
the hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
my mouth on the dew of your thighs
and I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
with the photographs there, and the moss.

And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
my cheap violin and my cross
and you'll carry me down on your dancing
to the pools that you lift on your wrist.

Oh my love, Oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz.
It's yours now. It's all that there is

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