The Fourteenth of July (Live)

For this day the King entered one word in his diary: RIEN! Hey mother The sun is high up With his load today Like thunder The cry of all the nation Will explode Today Again Like a trip with no return The King The Crown Will burn! The Fourteenth of July We'll gather in the light We'll dance our dreams away The Fourteenth of July A smile is in our eyes The future's here to stay Today the light Like a blindfold ricochet Will bright our lies, our fights For this day the King entered one word in his diary: Rien! Which meant that he had not gone hunting and killed a stag. That nothing was worth noting Nothing Nothing!