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The Letter
(Der Brief)
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Waters |
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Waters |
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Ça Ira. There Is Hope. (26.09.2005) |
Bearbeiter: Hey You Stand: 10.02.2008 18:09:43 Akt II, Szene 2
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The Letter |
RINGMASTER Imprisoned in the Tuileries The King makes locks To the sound of the ticking clocks And the rain falling on his window pane Makes him think of his cousin Bourbon Safe in his castle in Spain |
KING My Dear Cousin Bourbon of Spain This letter I entrust to a courier faithful and sure Is to calm your fears and tell you cousin dear My heart is pure This red cap I wear, These lies they've made me swear Are repugnant to my soul My very bones cry out in pain Cousin Bourbon of Spain You know my feelings well You've heard what I've had to say But now all my beliefs Have been snatched by these thieves And cruelly torn away But none of the scum who run through the streets Taking law from a bottle of wine Could presume to assume the fealty due To me or to you from your subjects or Mine My dear cousin Bourbon n of Spain Let's make a pact, let's campaign Let us whip back to their kennels again These dogs who speak of virtue Help me, cousin Help me cousin Bourbon of Spain |
RINGMASTER The ship of state is all at sea The King is confused 'Tis hard enough to place one foot before the last To tread a path preordained by a law divine But to pad all aimless on a shifting sea Each man an island free to choose his fate God's death; what dizzy, giddy, fall from grace... Commerce, that barometer of faith Tolls warning of the coming storm No coffee in the marketplace No peace on earth for rich or poor |
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