| 1666… Theatre bizarre
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| Poet aesthetic
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| Misanthopic Art
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| 1666… Theatre bizarre
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| Architect lunatic
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| A sun above the stars
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| 1666… Theatre bizarre
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| Poet aesthetic
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| Misanthopic Art
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| 1666… you love the bizarre
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| Architect lunatic
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| A sun above the stars
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| Unveil the hearth of bizarre
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| Behind the theatre bars
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| Unlock the wood carven sliding door
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| Feel deeply the loss of Moliere
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| Into a hall almost unreal
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| Each step encloses… a hidden secret
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| Bizarre scenery
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| Bizarre scenery
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| Cunning shadows unfold gracefully the red long-pile carpet
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| On which it was the custom in olden days
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| To curtsey to Louis the XIV a half turned reverence
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| On the walls… enchantress embroidery
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| Courteous courtezan and gentle marquess
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| The haunted and forgotten spirits of masquerade surround you
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| Abandoned in the endless gallery of the Louvre museum
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| 1666… Theatre bizarre
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| Poet aesthetic
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| Misanthopic Art
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| 1666… you love the bizarre
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| Architect lunatic
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| A sun above the stars
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| Fall asleep, scornful failure
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| Fatigued by the lapse of weakness of this gothic structure
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| Suddenly in the ultimate antechamber of separation
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| At the confines of this mysterious maze
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| A sharp voice escapes the groove and calls upon me
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| Welcome in the bosom of the family, son De L’Argiliere
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| Establish home in the theatre bizarre
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| Where contemptuous is synonym of illusory
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| …And remember to answer the calls of the theatre bizarre |