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LE
DERNIER MENUET
THE MENUET OF ANASTASIA, BY A. MOZART
Here
we are together again on the path of broken trust
the left side of your death
and the right side of my dream
Mozart,why do you place the violin in my hands
why do you stand over my life and teach me music?
Is
it the gift of your Impossible Love Amadeus?
the wet kiss of the little sunking
boy on my cheeck
all over again.I am always there, in Versailles, in Vienna
I could never be an absence or the cruel monarch of your talent
Why
do you want to give me everything so soon..
Why did you come to me?Why have
you not gone to Van Gogh?
he was so much more needier than I
I
will remember forever and more,show me soon I will play the violin
for now
let me be the courtesan and re-learn from a time past
the Menuet steps...
A
dance Mozart, a Menuet
it is what you gave my soul
a new step to climb
on
Your last melody is called :
the Menuet of Anastasia,undated, by A.Mozart.
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