Paroles de la chanson Philharmonics par Agnes Obel

Guess who died
Last night
In grey stockings
In all might
It was no loss
The only God of mine

He fell down
Just to drown
In a sea
Of delight
To tame champagne
And creatures of the night

As the water
Took him over

Filled his lungs
Inside out
I sold his gold
For flowers and rice

Speaking fire
He would hire
Pawns and peasants
Just like me
To feed upon the conquered ones
But now we are free