Esthetic Education - The king is dead
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A la guerre comme á la guerre
Tout est foutu

How strange was the woman
With the crooked nose
Who read your future
In the palm of your hand
One fine day you were
Walking in a gipsy fair
And found out your destiny
Isn't it really strange
That a woman can see the future

The king is dead, the queen
is crying and birds fly overhead
The king is dead, the queen
is crying and birds fly overhead
These words engraved in your mind
A prediction of old age and fame
In the third of your life a wife

And daughter by your side
You will travel and be amazed
How strange these happenstances
For a penny your future coming around

The king is dead, the queen
is crying and birds fly overhead
The river runs great flood
Of tears and birds overhead

Everything is changing
Nothing stays the same
There's nothing to fear, all is well

The king is dead, the queen
is crying and birds fly overhead
The river runs great flood
Of tears and birds overhead

Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid

Everything changes
Everything goes