Tori Amos - Josephine: lyrics de la chanson

Not tonight Josephine.
In an army’s strength therein
lies the dénouement.
From here you’re haunting me.
By the Seine so beautiful.
Only not to be of use - impossible.

So strange, victory - 1,200 spires,
the only sound, Moscow burning.
Empty like the Tuileries.
Like a dream Vienna seems,
Only not to be of use - impossible.

In the last extremity - to advance
or not to advance -
I hear you laughing.

Even still you’re calling me
“not tonight, not tonight.
not tonight”

Josephine