Johanna
Jamie Campbell Bower Lyrics

I feel you Johanna
I am strongly connected to you, Johanna.

I feel you
I feel your presence and connection with me.

Do they think that walls can hide you?
Do they believe that the walls can protect you from me?

Even now I'm at your window
Despite the wall, I'm near your window.

I am in the dark beside you
I stand next to you in the darkness, unnoticed.

Buried sweetly in your yellow hair Johanna
I love the way your yellow hair covers me when we hug. Johanna.

And are you beautiful and pale? With yellow hair like her?
Are you as beautiful and pale as her, with golden yellow hair?

I'd want you beautiful and pale, the way I've dreamed you were Johanna, Johanna
You are the one I've always desired, beautiful and slender, Johanna.

And if you're beautiful, what then? With yellow hair like wheat?
Does your beauty alone matter, or do you also need to have wheat-like, golden yellow hair?

I think we shall not meet again. My little dove. My sweet. Johanna
It's unlikely that we'll meet again, my dear little dove, Johanna.

I'll steal you. Johanna. Good-bye Johanna. You're gone and yet you're mine. I'm fine Johanna. I'm fine. Johanna
I want you to be mine Johanna, I'll take you away, and it's time to say goodbye. But you're still mine, and I'm okay Johanna, I'm okay.

Smoke. Smoke. Sign of the Devil. Sign of the Devil. C'iy on fire. Witch. A witch.
Smoke, smoke, evil sign, evil sign. City on fire, sorcery, witchcraft.

Smell that Sir? An evil smell. Ev'ry night at the Vesper's bell. Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell. C'iy on fire. C'iy on fire. Mischief. Mischief. Mischief.
Do you smell that, sir? It's an odor of something bad. Every night when the Vesper's bell chimes, the smoke from the mouth of hell rises. The city is on fire, and there is mischief, mischief, and more mischief.

And if I never hear your voice, my turtledove. My dear. I still have reason to rejoice, the way ahead is clear. Johanna
Even if I never hear your voice again, my sweet turtledove, my dear, I have the reason to be happy and optimistic because the path ahead is clear, Johanna.

And in the darkness, when I'm blind with what I can't forget, it's always morning in my mind. My little lamb. My pet. Johanna. You stay Johanna. (Johanna)
When it's dark, and I can't forget the memories, the brightness of hope shines in my mind. My little lamb, my pet, Johanna. Stay with me, Johanna.

The way I've dreamed you are. Oh, look Johanna. A star. (Buried sweetly in your yellow hair). A shooting star.
You are just the way I have always imagined you, Johanna, oh look! A star! Buried sweetly in your yellow hair. A shooting star.

There. There. Somebody. Somebody. Look up there. Didn't I tell you? Smell that air. C'iy on fire. Quick Sir. Run and tell. More and more like a witch's spell. There it is. There it is. The unholy smell. Tell it to the Beadle, and police as well. Tell 'em. Tell 'em. Help. Please(wrong). Fiend (right). C'iy on fire. C'it on fire. Mischief. Mischief.
There! There! Somebody. Somebody. Look up there. Didn't I tell you? Smell that air? The city is on fire. Quick sir, run and tell! It's becoming more and more like a witch's spell. That is it, that's the unholy smell! Let the Beadle and police know. Warn them. Help! Fiend! The city is on fire, mischief, mischief.

And though I'll think of you, I guess until the day I die, I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by. Johanna. Johanna.
Although I will think of you Johanna, until the day I die, I am beginning to miss you less and less every day, Johanna.

And you'd be beautiful and pale, and look too much like her. If only angels could prevail, we'd be the way we were. Johanna.
You are beautiful and pale, and you resemble her too much. I wish I had wings because then we could be together like old times, Johanna.

I feel you. Johanna. Wake up. Johanna. Another bright red day. We learn Johanna. To say Good-bye
I feel you, Johanna. Wake up! It's another bright red day, and together we'll work on learning how to say goodbye, Johanna.