AGXXX A Ballad of Bitter champagne

The chimes strike midnight, fireworks light the sky
I know this night was meant for me, for you and I
The New Year comes — maybe the Year of the Horse
Or maybe pink frog, but let the nasty Pig run its course

You didn
s
scome to my birthday, you weren
s
sthere
For New Year s Eve I had a surprise to share
I warmed it with my heart, I hoped and dreamed
Wild rice and home-roasted duck, just as it seemed

Don
s
s
apologize, don
s
s
say a word
I ll find someone who loves me, mark my word
Don
s
s
try to catch me on the street, don
s
s
even try
I ve got a clove of garlic in my mouth — don
s
s
ask why

You didn
s
s
come, you didn
s
s
come, you see
Now I won
s
s
open my soul s door, not for thee
At night, alone in my warm bath I ll lie
And champagne bubbles will sing a lullaby

On the windowsill, a bottle of sparkling water waits
In its fizz you could have found our happy fates
To quench the fire of a summer night, or early morn
To cool the passion that should have been reborn

I saw us walking in the park, so clear
Feeding the squirrels by the pine, drawing near
I thought: "Someday we ll wake up, you and me
To the sound of spring drops, wild and free"

You didns
sсome — no drama, just a sigh
But now my heart is locked, my dear, goodbye
The bubbles in my Dom Pérignon will sing
Of all the love we could have had — everything