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DANCE ME TO THE END OF LOVE Lyrics
Artist: Leonard Cohen
Album: Various Positions
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
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Comments/Interpretations
Quote of Unknown Origin :
"Grant me a Leonard Cohen hereafter, so I can sigh eternally."
My chosen interpretation:
'Life' is a 'dance' of love and loves; a dance of beauty and pathos, (i.e., life's joys, serenities, and sorrows, etc.), emotions given empathic expression as in the plaintiff melodies of a distant violin. The lyrics allude to death as an integral part of the life cycle and as such, though it is one of our inherent, primordial fears, "... Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in...", it holds a beauty of its own, much as life does. Death has a beauty that we deny conscious recognition of; it is an essential part of life's melody, accompanied by the same sonorous "burning violin".