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johnny depp'in sesiyle hayat kazanmış, keşke johanna'n ben olsaydım dedirten şarkı.
I feel you, Johanna, I feel you
Do they think that walls can hide you?
Even now I'm at your window
I am in the dark beside you,
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair, Johanna
And are you beautiful and pale,
With yellow hair, like her
I'd want you beautiful and pale,
The way I've dreamed you were, Johanna...
(Johanna...)
And if you're beautiful, what then,
With yellow hair, like wheat?
I think we shall not meet again
My little dove, my sweet Johanna
(I'll steal you, Johanna)
Goodbye, Johanna.
You're gone, and yet you're mine.
I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine!
(Johanna)
Smoke! Smoke!
Sign of the devil!
Sign of the devil!
City on fire!
Witch! Witch! Smell it, sir! An evil smell!
Every night at the vespers bell
Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! Mischief! Mischief
And if I never hear your voice,
My turtledove, my dear,
I still have reason to rejoice:
The way ahead is clear, Johanna...
(I feel you)
And in that darkness when I'm blind
With what I can't forget
(Johanna)
It's always morning in my mind,
My little lamb, my pet, Johanna
You stay, Johanna Johanna
The way I've dreamed you are
Oh look, Johanna 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! City on fire!
Quick, sir! Run and tell!
Warn 'em all of the witch's spell!
There it is, there it is, the unholy smell!
Tell it to the Beadle and the police as well!
Tell 'em! Tell 'em! Help! Fiend!
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! 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...)
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...
I feel you...Johanna
Wake up, Johanna! Another bright red day!
We learn, Johanna, to say goodbye!
(I'll steal you)
I feel you, Johanna, I feel you
Do they think that walls can hide you?
Even now I'm at your window
I am in the dark beside you,
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair, Johanna
And are you beautiful and pale,
With yellow hair, like her
I'd want you beautiful and pale,
The way I've dreamed you were, Johanna...
(Johanna...)
And if you're beautiful, what then,
With yellow hair, like wheat?
I think we shall not meet again
My little dove, my sweet Johanna
(I'll steal you, Johanna)
Goodbye, Johanna.
You're gone, and yet you're mine.
I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine!
(Johanna)
Smoke! Smoke!
Sign of the devil!
Sign of the devil!
City on fire!
Witch! Witch! Smell it, sir! An evil smell!
Every night at the vespers bell
Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! Mischief! Mischief
And if I never hear your voice,
My turtledove, my dear,
I still have reason to rejoice:
The way ahead is clear, Johanna...
(I feel you)
And in that darkness when I'm blind
With what I can't forget
(Johanna)
It's always morning in my mind,
My little lamb, my pet, Johanna
You stay, Johanna Johanna
The way I've dreamed you are
Oh look, Johanna 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! City on fire!
Quick, sir! Run and tell!
Warn 'em all of the witch's spell!
There it is, there it is, the unholy smell!
Tell it to the Beadle and the police as well!
Tell 'em! Tell 'em! Help! Fiend!
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! 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...)
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...
I feel you...Johanna
Wake up, Johanna! Another bright red day!
We learn, Johanna, to say goodbye!
(I'll steal you)
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