Carlita is waiting down on C & 9th

In mantilla and lace and her lover's knife

Cries out for revenge, she is silent like a stone

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 & 9th

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 your 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 & 9th

Dying to celebrate your blood wedding I wait in the shadows of C & 9th

With my fingers caressing his sacred knife

You loved my body, 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 your blood wedding And the Ukrainian ladies light candles in the street

Where his body lay bleeding

The projects are silent, bracing for the heat

That must come from his blood wedding Yeah, oh yeah

Oh, yeah, oh