Last Tango
The platform is empty... The trains are gone.
No candle burns... yet your dark eyes shine.
[Verse 1] (Slow, hypnotic tango cadence)
Far in the gloom where empty platforms lie,
The last train vanished underneath the sky.
You lit no candle in the gathering night,
Yet in your eyes, the wine reflects the light.
This tango cuts the quiet air in two;
Your seared, warm fingers trace my lips anew.
My heart beats hard against the cold, dark glass—
How lost we grew as silent shadows pass.
[Pre-Chorus] (Building syncopation, sharp violin accents)
Remember music by the river’s side?
I gripped your wrists; you held my head and cried.
Now crystal shatters as the glasses fall—
Who built this chasm out of sorrow’s wall?
[Chorus]
Sprays of crystal! Champagne in the dark!
A wild carnival, a blinding spark!
I feel lonely - or the street of tears?
We burn like strangers on this stage of years!
One sharp glance—and then the plunge below!
This tango swallows all we used to know!
A blade of silver and a flash of wine,
We dance our last farewell until the morning line!
[Verse 2]
A matchstick dies before it catches light,
My train departed, and my ticket came too late at night.
My children have forgotten me, my daughter's door is closed;
In this dark alleyway, my ghost remains exposed.
Only you still try to drag me from the cold,
With promises of love that we can hold.
Don't leave me stranded in this alleyway—
If you remember me, I’ll find a way to stay.
[Bridge]
The curtain falls. The hall is dead and still.
A sudden frost creeps up the window sill.
You ask through tears: "What do we look like now?"
You are a flash of wine, a burning vow...
And me?...
I am a shadow that has lost its name.
I am no longer here. I’m not the same.
[Final Chorus]
Sprays of crystal! Champagne in the dark!
A wild carnival, a blinding spark!
I feel lonely - or the street of tears?
We burn like strangers on this stage of years!
One sharp glance—and then the plunge below!
This tango swallows all we used to know!
A blade of silver and a flash of wine,
We dance our last farewell until the morning line!
[Outro]
Don't leave me in the dark...
What do you resemble?...
As for me...
I haven't been the same... for a long time.
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