Anthony: 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...
Todd: 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...
Anthony: Johanna...
Todd: 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...
Anthony: I'll steal you Johanna...
Todd: Goodbye, Johanna.
You're gone, and yet you're mine.
I'm fine, Johanna
I’m fine…
Anthony: Johanna...
Beggar Woman: 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...
Todd: And if I never hear your voice my turtledove, my dear
I still have reason to rejoice: The way ahead is clear Johanna...
Anthony: I feel you...
Todd: And in that darkness when I'm blind
With what I can't forget
Anthony: Johanna...
Todd: It's always morning in my mind
My little lamp, my pet
Johanna...
Todd/ Anthony: You stay, Johanna, Johanna...
Todd: The way I've dreamed you are.
Oh look, Johanna
A star!
Anthony: Buried sweetly in your yellow hair...
Todd: A shooting star!
Beggar Woman: 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 the witch’s entire spell! There it s, 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... Fiend...
Todd: 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...
Anthony: Johanna...
Todd: 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...
Anthony: I feel you... Johanna...
Todd: Wake up, Johanna!
Another bright red day!
We learn, Johanna,
To say Goodbye...
Anthony: I’ll steal you, Johanna!