The wands of smoke are rising
From the walls of the Bastille
And through the streets of Paris
Runs a sense of the unreal
The Kings have all departed
Their servants are nowhere
We burned out all their mansions
In the name of Robespierre
And still we wait
To see the day begin
Our time is wasting in the wind
Wondering why
Wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles
Inside the midnight councils
The lamps are burning low
On you sit and talk all through the night
wondering - chiedendosi
wands - bacchette
walls - muri
voices - voci
restless - irrequieto
speaks - parla
mansions - palazzi
councils - consigli
lights - luci
incomplete - incompleto
ghost - fantasma
amber - ambra
burned - bruciato
echoes - echi
centuries - secoli
paris - Parigi
kings - re
nights - notti
through - attraverso
while - mentre
their - loro
bonaparte - bonaparte
place - posto
lonely - solitario
inside - dentro
begin - inizio
departed - partito
burning - ardente
lamps - lampade
coming - venuta
wonders - meraviglie
bastille - bastille
night - notte
traffic - traffico
mouth - bocca
nowhere - da nessuna parte
numbered - numerato
midnight - mezzanotte
palace - palazzo
cheap - a buon mercato
prowls - si aggira
revolution - rivoluzione
rising - crescente
sense - senso
servants - servitori
smoke - fumo
wasting - sprecare
streets - strade
south - sud
summer - estate
still - ancora
unreal - irreale
versailles - versailles
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