leonard cohen
...let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone...
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
show me slowly what I only know the limits of
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
we're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the children who are asking to be born
dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
dance me to the end of love
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
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Mithimna, on the north end of Lesbos, October 1985. You could see Turkey's coastline about ten miles away across the Edremit Körfezi. We were drinking Italian beer and declining ouzo and retsina at a taverna one evening with two young Greek returnees, and this...this...music! came on. A seductive, mournful baritone, smart and intricate lyrics. I called our waitress over and asked, enthralled, "Who IS this?" "Lay-oh Ko-ane!" she all but sang.
Another island, on the other side of the world: Maui. Another first: the Gipsy Kings. It was May of 1991. We made our way to this little tapas joint near the water in Lahaina that was owned by a cheeky, talkative Quebecois. Its outdoor seating area was a courtyard surrounded by trellises with trailing vines, terra cotta tile on the floor, white rattan tables and chairs. The food hasn't left much of an impression, but I remember calling the chain-smoking Canadian over at one point to ask, entralled yet again, "Who IS this?!" because the music was so sexy and evocative. Still stands out as one of the best dates ever.
Posted by: Darwin | December 8, 2005 07:08 AM