Place Je Passe
Mozart L'Opera Rock
Where I Pass
Don't mind
The courtiers who kiss
The feet of the best-shod men
I laugh at their puny lives
Squashed
Let them be silent
The futile nonsense
That shines in high society
I am quite comfortable
In the crimes of lese-majesty
No one
Is here below
Master of men
Prince of laws
Where I pass
I am king of my dreams
Sovereign of freedoms
Dare, give thanks
To this fool who rises
Where I pass
I am king of my dreams
Sovereign of my ideas
Dare, give thanks
To the villain in love with noble thoughts
Don't mind
The highness who bend
The slightest of our wills
On their thrones of clay
As chairs
I sit
No one
Is here below
Master of men
Worthy of trust
Where I pass
I am king of my dreams
Sovereign of freedoms
Dare, give thanks
To this fool who rises
Where I pass
I am king of my dreams
Sovereign of my ideas
Dare, give thanks
To the villain in love with noble thoughts
