Bread and Gunpowder 歌词

Empty bellies scream louder than the guns Through the mud of Paris, the revolution runs The price of wheat rose high, but our spirit didn't bend The fury of a mother, the King couldn't comprehend Miles of grey horizon, under the pouring rain Thousands of voices, rising through the pain We don't want your diamonds, nor your golden hall We've come to claim our justice, and a crust of bread for all! March on, woman, history's at your feet Versailles is trembling, hear the drum beat Gold and silk won't silence the truth we bring Women at the front, we're unmaking the King! From the market to the palace, steady and bold A new world is rising, or so we've been told Seven hours walking, iron in our hands Pikes and scythes against their cold commands Lafayette was following, but we led the way No one walked alone on that judgment day The luxury of the court met the dirt upon the floor And the Austrian Queen heard the knocking at the door They call us fragile shadows, hidden in the home But we're the ones who dragged the monarch from his throne Without our Yes, the crown is just a hollow thing We are the living fire, the winter and the spring! March on, woman, history's at your feet Versailles is trembling, hear the drum beat Gold and silk won't silence the truth we bring Women at the front, we're unmaking the King! The bread reached Paris But the woman's voice? It will never be silenced again Liberté