Текст Gord Downie – The Dance And Its Disappearance

My mind, a scrub before the wind
My heart’s a-pounding, let me in
It’s all a-happening in a glint
Ballroom blue, it’s just me and you

The air a taste of mint
And night’s been coming ever since
The sun’s been giving off its dark hints
In orangy glows and Sudbury yellows
We are the dance and its disappearance

In the distance, a howling wolf

But in the darkness there’s a tinge
A slightest streak of blood-orange
Like a drop of blood to the rusty door hinge
Our beautiful due, it’s still me and you
We are the dance and its disappearance

Our beautiful due
I’ve been thinking about you
We are the dance and its disappearance
We are the dance and its disappearance
We are the dance and its disappearance