For this day the king entered one Word in his diary: Rien! Hey mother The sun is high up With his load today Like thunder The cry of all the nation Will explode Today Again Like a trip with no return The king The crown Will burn! The fourteenth of july We'll gather in the light We'll dance our dreams away The fourteenth of july A smile is in our eyes The future's here to stay Today the light Like a blindfold ricochet Will bright our lies,our fights For this day the king entered one word in his diary: Rien! Which meant that he had not gone hunting and killed a stag. That nothing was worth noting Nothing Nothing!