Ballade of suicide
The gallows in the garden, people say
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
The gallows in the garden, people say
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I think I will not hang myself today
Prince, I can hear the trumpet of Germinal
The tumbrils toiling up the terrible way
Even today your royal head may fall
I think I will not hang myself today
The gallows in the garden, people say
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
The gallows in the garden, people say
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
The gallows in the garden, people say
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I think I will not hang myself today
Prince, I can hear the trumpet of Germinal
The tumbrils toiling up the terrible way
Even today your royal head may fall
I think I will not hang myself today
The gallows in the garden, people say
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
The gallows in the garden, people say
Is new and neat and adequately tall
I tie the noose on in a knowing way
As one that knots his necktie for a ball
But just as all the neighbours, on the wall
Are drawing a long breath to shout, "Hurray!"
The strangest whim has seized me, after all
I think I will not hang myself today
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Writer(s): Donkerbot Donkerbot
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