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Many men have loved the bells you fastened to the rein.
And everyone who wanted you, they found what they will always want again.
Your beauty lost to you yourself just as it was lost to them.
Oh, take this longing from my tongue, whatever useless things these hands have done.
Let me see your beauty broken down, like you would do for one you love.
Your body like a searchlight, my poverty revealed,
I would like to try your charity until you cry, "Now you must try my greed."
And everything depends upon how near you sleep to me.
Just take this longing from my tongue, all the lonely things my hands have done.
Let me see your beauty broken down, like you would do for one you love...
Sincerely,
L. Cohen
And everyone who wanted you, they found what they will always want again.
Your beauty lost to you yourself just as it was lost to them.
Oh, take this longing from my tongue, whatever useless things these hands have done.
Let me see your beauty broken down, like you would do for one you love.
Your body like a searchlight, my poverty revealed,
I would like to try your charity until you cry, "Now you must try my greed."
And everything depends upon how near you sleep to me.
Just take this longing from my tongue, all the lonely things my hands have done.
Let me see your beauty broken down, like you would do for one you love...
Sincerely,
L. Cohen