This is my final waltz.
Do you hear that? The strumming the strumming of cellos and the violins vibrating through the air in tremolo.
My final waltz.
My hands tremble ever so slightly. My legs, oh, they limp. This is my final waltz--of course my body shudders.
And to have had this opportunity to dance one more time--a blessing, indeed!
My final waltz.
Do you see? How I drag my feet onto the dance floor? No? Well, look closely--not too close! Lest you see me shudder... But my feet slide across the floor. Now I'm here, at the centrestage. Do you see me? Right over here, darling.
My final waltz.
Come, tremolo forevermore, watch as I spin--I'm spinning! Do you enjoy it as much as I do?
My final waltz.
Crescendo! Do you feel it in your visceral?
How beautiful it is--
to be alive!
To dance!
Forevermore!
Ah, but I've forgotten that this was--that this is--
My final waltz.
If this is the case...
Please, play some more.
Encore, I beg!
Do you hear me, strings?
Brass?
Am I all alone here, after all?
No, please don't leave me here all alone.
I never once told you all to stop!
My final waltz.
I promise I am not selfish. Don't leave me here all alone, I haven't finished
My final waltz.
No, not yet...
... Well, if these instruments won't serenade me any further, I'll tiptoe my way over spin-- ouch!
It looks like I've dropped myself.