作曲 : Gazebo
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!