Josephine - Tori Amos
Not tonight josephine
In an army's strength
there in lies the denouement
From here you're haunting me
by the scene so beautiful
Only not to be of use,
impossible, ssible oh yes
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, ssible oh yes
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[1]
曲调忧伤，非常伤感，给人带来最刻骨铭心的听觉体验。