Текст Tori Amos – Josephine

Not tonight Josephine

In an army’s strength
Therein lies the denouemnet
From here you’ve haunting me

So strange
Victory — 1,200 spires
Th only sound
Moscow turning
Empth like the Tuileries
Like a dream
Vienna seems
Only not to be of use
Impossible

In the last extrmity
To advance or not to advance
I hear you laughing

Even still you’re calling me
«Not tonight, not tonight, not tonight»
Josephine