Ca Ira: Opera in Three Acts: Marie Antoinette - The Last Night on Earth - Roger Waters

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The widow now bereft, abhorred

Counts numbered fays the summer long

In Temple Prison with her spawn

On pretext of 'unnatural acts'

With jests and jibes and guile and facts

The 'sans culottes' prune the tree

Now a sister to the dispossessed

The halt, like maimed and all the rest

Like a leaf on a pitiless sea

Shorn of family and rank

Humbled in the dank air

She mingles with the dancers macabre

And the ghostly dancers twirl

In that dread minuet

And beggar the illusions of that little Austrian Girl