| 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! |
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