Tchaikovsky: 花のワルツ(~組曲「くるみ割り人形」)

歌詞

you have climbed and the climb left you blind. too much to think about, too little to do. but you pull through, you always pull through. it goes slow, answer questions you don't want to know. too much to think about, too little, it's true. but you pull through, you always pull through. no defense against the pounds and against the pence, love it all. no defense. the voice that left the ladies moist is running out of choice. losing pace and losing poise, losing out to some awful noise. sleep awake, sleep awake for now. no defense against the pounds and against the pence, love it all. no defense. no disgrace to close your eyes and to quit the chase. love it all. no disgrace.