Visions of Johanna — текст песни (Marianne Faithfull)

Aint it just like the night to play tricks when youre tryin to be so quiet ?

We sit here stranded, though were all doin our best to deny it

And louise holds a handful of rain, temptin 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 theres 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 musta 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 mustache say, "jeeze

I cant 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 peddler now speaks to the countess whos pretending to care for him

Sayin, "name me someone whos not a parasite and Ill go out and say a prayer for him"

But like louise always says

"ya cant look at much, can ya man ? "

As she, herself, prepares for him

And madonna, she still hasnt showed

We see the empty cage now corrode

Where her cape of the stage once had flowed

The fiddler, he now steps on the road

He writes evrythings been returned which was owed

On the back of 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.