Текст песни Marianne Faithfull - Visions Of Johanna
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks
When you're trying to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded
Though we're all doing our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain
Tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna
That conquer my mind
Inside the museums infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the moustache say
"Geez, I can't find my knees"
Jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna
They make it all seem so cruel
The pedlar now speaks to the countess
Who's pretending to care for him
Saying "name me someone who's not a parasite
And I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"You can't look at much, can you man?"
And she herself prepares for him
The Madonna, she still hasn't showed
We see the empty cage now corrode
Where her cape for the stage once had flowed
The pedlar now steps on the road
He writes "everything's been returned which was owed"
On the back are the fish trucks that load
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna
Are now all that remain
