I feel you, Johanna. I feel you. I was half-convinced I'd waken. Satisfied enough to dream you, happily I was mistaken, Johanna. I'll steal you, Johanna, I'll steal you. Do they think that walls can hide you? Even now I'm at
Green finch, and linnet bird, Nightingale, blackbird, How is it you sing? How can you jubilate sitting in cages never taking wing? Outside the sky waits beckoning! Beckoning! Just beyond the bars... How can you
Silver, yes. (sung) These are my friends. See how they glisten. See this one shine... How he smiles in the light. My friend. My faithful friend... Speak