Not tonight Josephine.
In an army’s strength therein
lies the dénouement.
From here you’re haunting me.
By the Seine so beautiful.
Only not to be of use - impossible.
So strange, victory - 1,200 spires,
the only sound, Moscow burning.
Empty like the Tuileries.
Like a dream Vienna seems,
Only not to be of use - impossible.
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
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