Il Banchetto

Sire, maesta
Riverenti come sempre siam tutti qua
Sire, siamo noi
Il poeta, l'assassino e sua santita
Tutti, fedeli amici tuoi.

Prego, amici miei,
Lo sapete non so stare senza di voi
Presto, sedetevi,
Al banchetto attendevamo soltanto voi
Sempre ogni giorno che verra
Finche amore e pace regnera.

Tutti sorridono
Solo il popolo non ride, ma lo si sa
Sempre piagnucola
Non gli va mai bene niente chissa perche
Chissa perche perche ecc. ecc. ...

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Sir, His Majesty
reverent as always, we are all here
Sir, it's us
the poet, the killer, and His Holiness
all your faithful friends
ah, His Majesty

please, my friends
you know I can't stay without you
now, be seated
at the banquet we were only waiting for you
always every day that shall come
as long as love and peace shall reign

Everybody smiles
only the people don't laugh, but one knows that
they always whine
nothing ever suits them well
who knows why,
they always whine
nothing ever suits them well
who knows why...