I am in the dark beside you, Johanna

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, 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...

Goodbye, Johanna.

You're gone, and yet you're mine.

I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine!

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…

And in that darkness when I'm blind

With what I can't forget —

It's always morning in my mind,

My little lamb, my pet, Johanna…

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...

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...

Wake up, Johanna!

Another bright red day!

We learn, Johanna, to say goodbye!