In the land of glory
When the panache was king
Did not play the mariole
Along the stations of the cross
Which led to the scaffold
The world of aristos
For the sun was rising
Much too red on July 14
The particle betrayed
The ci-devants who were imprisoned
The particle betrayed
The ci-devants who were imprisoned
In the land of revolt
The people were ulcerated
Detours and twists and turns
Of an expired monarch
He planted along the gates
The necks of the family's sons
The guillotine stood up
Its red profile on July 14
And the cart carried
The ci-devants that the they were decapitated
And the cart transported
The ci-devants who were decapitated
In the land of victory
In the dazzling triumph
Songs of verse-à -drink
Wine replaced blood
The Republic crowned itself
By a beautiful game of massacre
A new day began
The white and red on July 14
And the cockade flourished
Liberty that we applauded
And the cockade flourished
Liberty that we applauded
Let's dance the carmagnole
For to the sound of the bugle
To break your face
Is dead... a nation!

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