She said at last I was her finest lover
And if she withered I would be to blame
The judges said you missed it by a fraction
Rise up and brace your troops for the attack
Ah the dreamers ride against the men of action
Oh see the men of action falling back
But I lingered on her thighs a fatal moment
I kissed her lips as though I thirsted still
My falsity had stung me like a hornet
The poison sank and it paralysed my will
I could not move to warn all the younger soldiers
That they had been deserted from above
So on battlefields from here to Barcelona
I'm listed with the enemies of love
And long ago she said "I must be leaving
Ah but keep my body here to lie upon
Cohen admired the Spanish writer  Federico García Lorca  (1898-1936) who often visited Barcelona, had his art exhibited there and one of his plays premiered. See “ Take This Waltz ”. 
 “When I was fifteen years old I discovered a book of his poems that I always took with me, until the book began to lose its pages. He is the poet who has influenced me the most, so much so that a month ago I had a daughter and I decided to call her Lorca, Lorca Cohen. ” 
 Source: Leonard  Cohen Words And Silences by Constantino Romero (1974). Republished in Rockdelux 356 (December 2016).
The Traitor