Текст песни: Leonard Cohen. Closing Time.

So were drinking and were dancing

And the band is really happening

And the johnny walker wisdom running high

And my very sweet companion

Shes the angel of compassion

And shes rubbing half the world against her thigh

Every drinker every dancer

Lifts a happy face to thank her

And the fiddler fiddles something so sublime

All the women tear their blouses off

The men they dance on the polka-dots

And its partner found and partner lost

And its hell to pay when the fiddler stops

Its closing time

Were lonely, were romantic

And the ciders laced with acid

And the holy spirits crying, wheres the beef?

And the moon is swimming naked

And the summer night is fragrant

With a mighty expectation of relief

So we struggle and we stagger

Down the snakes and up the ladder

To the tower where the blessed hours chime

And I swear it happened just like this

A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss

The gates of love they budged an inch

I cant say much has happened since

But closing time

I loved you for your beauty

But that doesnt make a fool of me

You were in it for your beauty too

I loved you for your body

Theres a voice that sounds like God to me

Declaring that your bodys really you

I loved you when our love was blessed

And I love you now theres nothing left

But sorrow and a sense of overtime

And I miss you since the place got wrecked

By the winds of change and the weeds of sex

Looks like freedom but it feels like death

It something in betwen, I guess

Its closing time

Were drinking and were dancing

But theres nothing really happening

The place is dead as heaven on a saturday night

And my very close companion

Gets me fumbling gets me laughing

Shes a hundred but shes wearing

Something tight

I lift my glass to the awful truth

Which you cant reveal to the ears of youth

Except to say it isnt worth a dime

And the whole dam place goes crazy twice

And its once for the dvil and its once for christ

But the boss dont like these dizzy heights

Were busted in the blinding lights

Of closing time