Machiavel - the jester lyrics

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<b>the jester</b> by <i>Machiavel</i><br />(Roland De Greef - Albert Letecheur)

Coasting along the sail of the drunk boat

And only making laugh the mainmast of gold

The Jester loaded the hold

with sincere smiles

The froth was running ashore

On the right bank of the king’s ear...

Rowing across a secret ocean

The sun was not present in the trip

An albatros looking strangely

Like a vulture of ill omen

Followed the mad run of the ship

But suddenly, the rolling became

Harder and harder

Storm and sea broke !

Purple waves smashed the hull

Lying on fresh green grass

His friend, the minstrel

Was making love with a wild flower

"Take care L’Angely, the court

is waiting for you ! "

Strolling into the garden

of the royal palace

The jester was going down

By this make-up of luxury

Envious of worldly smiles the king ordered

The jester to present his show

"Feeling, the queen wants thrills !"

"And make me smile, make me cry ! "

Neither his mines not his pirouettes

Made a lip move

Powerless, he hanged himself

With a West madness -

The sail guffawed

"Feeling, the queen wants thrills..."

A mocking tear trickled

down his left cheek