Rebel Prince - The Beautiful South

(Rufus Wainwright)

Where is my master, the Rebel Prince,

Who will shut all these windows?

It's these windows all around me,

It's these windows who are telling me

To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness.

Where is my master, the Rebel Prince?

They're breaking everything trying to get to me

In this two-bed hotel,

Just to me before this window sill

Does it rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness.

Oh I can see him now

Though it's so far away,

Amongst the roving crowd

Going the other way

Confounded anger burning with love for me.

Ou est mon maître le Prince Rebelle,

Qui va fermer toutes ces fenêtres?

Ce sont ces fenêtres autour de moi,

Ce sont ces fenêtres qui m'appellent,

Qui m'appellent.

Marigold, marigold, marigold

I'm leaving the Roosevelt Hotel

Marigold, marigold, marigold

I'm leaving the room we knew so well.

Da da da da da da da da...

Marigold, marigold, marigold

Marigold, marigold, marigold

Marigold, marigold, marigold

Marigold, marigold, marigold