Mad Lydia's Waltz Lyrics

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Lydia's Waltz P. Rowan

The town now is sleeping
The moon slowly creeping
A candle is burning
In the window so high
The widow stand staring
Her young body trembling
Her bed sheets are barren

And the moon it is high

Hesitations of laughter
And Lydia is dancing
Silk from her shoulders
It slips to the floor
The darkness is laughing
Her lover is calling
In tears and remembrance
She opens the door

The cobblestone alley
The mystery her spinning
With thirteen black roses
They gaze at the bride
The widow is dancing
Her lover is calling
Her laughter is ringing
On the beach at low tide

And the town's people gather
As Lydia comes dancing
Spinning and reeling
At the edge of the sea
Her eyes shine like ambers
Her body is burning
She runs to her lover………lover