Requiem

Raise your shoulders to women They are at Your feet You have done your duty Death will not forgive Open up your curtains Light will not Hurt you Lovely old women Well will protect You I told them Gardens bloomed as early Fevers burned All our walls The lovely Still have lain down I told Them Oh, don't you Know Why the show float on the Floor? Oh, Don't you know They will dance For a while Un, deux, trois, un soldat de Chocolat Quatre, cinq, six, le roi n'a Pas de chemise Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh Un, deux, trois, un soldat de chocolat Quatre, cinq, six, le roi n'a pas de chemise Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh