Dust settles quiet on the floor Frames lean like witnesses of war Velvet air, the lamps half-dead Names unread, but nothing’s fled Footsteps trace the ballroom’s line Time keeps waltzing, misaligned Every note that once was played Still circles back, unafraid Three steps left, one back again We dance for the ones who won’t rise again Under walls that remember sound The lost are near, though none are found Sous les vitraux, la nuit s’incline Le marbre retient la routine Les voix s’effacent, la salle écoute Un souffle léger sur chaque route Three steps left, one back again We dance for the ones who won’t rise again Ceilings drift in the weight of years The rhythm hides what disappears Im Staub liegt Frieden, kaum bekannt Die Stille trägt das Vaterland Wir tanzen leise, Hand in Hand Im Kreis, im Kreis, kein letzter Stand As fardas dançam sem calor O chão recorda o seu rumor E o vento passa devagar Sem saber quem foi lembrar Tres pasos más, uno hacia atrás Bailamos por los que no volverán Three steps left, one back again Still we dance for the ones who won’t rise again (Still we dance) (Still we dance) (Still we dance) (Still we dance) En el mausoleo duerme la fe Y el amor… sigue de pie
