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william finn - venice كلمات الأغنية

[man one]
the former lover of my lover
was a sophisticated pole, named bolek
not polite, he’d join arthur and me for dinner
looking distracted and thinner
he’d take a bite of his rare delicious lamb chop
and say, “really, billy, this has gotta stop.”
i’d say, “what’s gotta stop?”
he’d say, “you’re being a d-ck.”
i’d say, “bolek.”
he’d say, “billy?
i’d say, “bolek.”
he’d say, “what?”
that then was the night i knew that bolek was sick

he’d say
“we got to go to venice
because in venice everyday life’s a work of art
and must be seen first hand
breathe deep, our destination’s venice
beauty and pleasure is all we can hope to understand.”

so arthur says, “what’s wrong with bolek?”
and i think finally he sees what i see
what’d i see? well, the truth is, it doesn’t matter
all you have to know is he grew thinner, i grew fatter
and later on, as we strolled along down broadway
bolek thought he saw a gun
and whacked a wacko in the -ss
bolek took off down the street
chased by this dangerous guy
i yelled, “bolek.”
he kept fleeing
i yelled, “bolek!”
he yelled, “what?”
and then he turned around
and then he sang to the sky:

“my friends, i’m taking you to venice
because in venice everyday life’s a work of art
and must be seen first hand
breathe deep. the world revolves ’round venice
beauty and pleasure is all we can hope to understand.”

so we went to venice
jumped in the c-n-ls
three unlikely pals
in venice
st. mark’s square
that is where
we prepare
to be awed
here in the city where i feel the presence of god

in truth, we never went to venice
yeah, we said we would, but bolek died too quickly
second truth: this, whatever it is, he’d hate it
he would mutter, “bourgeois sh-t” and “please incinerate it”
“oh, go to h-ll, bolek,” i’d yell like a madman
but of guys who liked me least, i liked him best
i see a gondola float, bolek’s inside and at rest
then the gondolier starts singing
bolek joins in, strong and deep
and all the world’s in song just as i hum off to sleep

my friends, i’m taking you to venice
because in venice everyday life’s a work of art
and must be seen first hand
life ends, but nothing ends in venice
beauty and pleasure is all we can hope to understand
beauty and pleasure is all we can hope to understand
in venice
venice

- william finn

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