| The first of March, I’m back again, it’s 1815
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| Louis tries to claim my rights, just a fact I have foreseen
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| One by one my army grows as we march towards Paris
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| The king has fled, we’re gathered here, our victory it is
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| Now I’m back on the throne of France
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| The royalists are on defence
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| Fight, brothers we fight
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| Raise my flag on sacred ground
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| Take the crown and sing out loud
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| You my children, my country, my pride
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| Now the time has come to make the world all your own
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| You’re never alone
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| See, see what they’ve done, in this one moment of hope
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| Still we stand here unbent and defiant
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| He’s awakened: the sleeping giant
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| The Allies wanna end my reign with fire, sword and shield
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| 150.000 men they put into the field
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| But still I’m yearning
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| The world is burning down
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| Our fate is turning
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| They’ve declared me an outlaw again
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| Now the time has come to make the world all your own
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| You’re never alone
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| See, see what they’ve done, in this one moment of hope
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| Still we stand here unbent and defiant
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| He’s awakened: the sleeping giant
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| Join our forces, be our men
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| Fight the good fight, stand aligned till the end
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| For our land
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| Lead and powder, keep it dry
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| March to Belgium, through the night we will fly
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| They will die
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| Now the time has come to make the world all your own
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| You’re never alone
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| See, see what they’ve done, in this one moment of hope
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| Still we stand here unbent and defiant
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| He’s awakened: the sleeping giant |