Blood Wedding

Blood Wedding - Black 47

Carlita is waiting down on C and ninth

In mantilla and lace and her lover's knife

Cries out for revenge but she's silent like a stone

And beautiful in her widow's weeds

I wait in the darkness forever now alone

Too late for any tear shedding

While his bride waits down on C and ninth

For her blood wedding

Why did you have to go out tonight

With the full moon in scarlet

And his silver knife

Waiting for you and the remains of your life

Ticking away like some pitiful clock

And I who could not even be called your wife

Safe and home in your bedding

And you the bridegroom off on your way

To your blood wedding

And the Ukrainian ladies light candles in the street

Where his body lay bleeding

And the projects are silent bracing for the heat

That must come from his blood wedding

Carlita why do you hate me so much

I long for your body

I die for your touch

On my burning skin and the smell of your perfume

Will always remain on my bed

But I died every time you entered his room

I could not let him go on living

And now you wait down on C and ninth

Dying to celebrate my blood wedding

I wait in the shadows of C and ninth

With my fingers caressing his sacred knife

You loved my body but he loved my soul

You thought you knew me

But what do men know

Except my lover whose shape is etched in chalk on the street

Soon to be washed away by the rain

While you wait in the darkness

Dreading the shock of my knife at your blood wedding

And the Ukrainian ladies light candles in the street

Where his body lay bleeding

And the projects are silent bracing for the heat

That must come from his blood wedding

And the Ukrainian ladies light candles in the street

Where his body lay bleeding

And the projects are silent bracing for the heat

That must come from his blood wedding