Toutes les femmes sont des reines, Ismael Lo

All women are queens Some are more royal than royalty They say suprising things The men they ensare go to pieces This song is for that queen Who says to her king, "Now I am leaving with the wind With the barbarians of the West." That which you did not defend with weapons Don't think you keep with tears I am going away, where your people go I am going away to find another King... All women are queens On land or sea, in snow or desert They take full shape behind their veils There is the mystery of the sirens Burn the towns, burn the slums The flames dance and the fire approaches The living flesh uses the mouth to speak The dead flesh speaks with flies That which you did not defend with weapons Don't think to keep with tears I am going away, where your people go I am going away to find another King... All women are queens Tell that to the women who loves you Don't think to become King Don't change a thing, it is how it is That's what a queen said Without hate, to a good, defeated King She left like the ocean leaves When the moon wills it... That which you did not defend with weapons Don't think to keep with tears I am going away, where your people go I am going to find another King... I am leaving I am leaving