All Along The Watchtower part 2
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(en réponse à la chanson de Bob Dylan)

Le Coup d'État:

There must be a way to get in here,
whispered the thief out of fear.
Where there is a will there is a way,
he implied to the joker that was fighting,
But if I may,
he quickly added, the guards were fleeing,
What if we succeed, what if the thief becomes king?
Will all this blood had been shed for nothing?

Life is not a joke, replied the joker loudly,
The thief shall be no king,
and the joker no wiseman,
Once the sun rise and there's no more fighting,
Kings shall be kings, and wisemen be wisemen,
This is for our wine, our earth, to be free,
to let the peasant choose his own destiny.

All along the Watchtower,
Princes were crying in vain,
Chests full of gold, bottles full of wine,
What shall we do, one said in pain,
Shall we flee or shall we fight?
dreadfully screamed another,
As the confusion rised amongst the kins,
One stood up and grandly said:
Let's face the awful truth, our time is over
This reign was just a joke, and now it's over.

So he went downstairs, servants finally freed.
So he went to see the pair and listen to their creed.

All along the Watchtower
The blood has dried, and guards have died,
but as the sun rised on that summer morning,
Jokers were just jokers, and thieves only thieves,
But I remember hearing the joker say to his friend:
Remember, one can be a true king,
Only if he wins his war with words,
never with swords, never with swords.
Hey, hey.

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Pensée des derniers jours:

"You're the best paint life ever made"
-AaRON

Musique: " All Along The Watchtower " - de Bob Dylan