Letra de Josephine

Not tonight Josephine
In an army’s strength therein
Lies the denouement. From here
You’re haunting me. By the Seine
So beautiful, only not to be of use -
Impossible

So strange, victory - 1200 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