De koningin van Lombardije

The queen of Lombardy
Went in her carriage, went in her carriage
The queen of Lombardy
Went in her carriage riding

She waved to the left and she waved to the right
She waved with her hand
And at night she went to sleep
In a silver bed

And when she slept she still waved with her
Always with her hand

The queen said to herself
'Always waving, always waving'
The queen said to herself
'Let them get the damn thing'

Then she had a hand made
At a doll maker
A hand that waved on its own
From one side to the other

She sent her carriage through the city with only that
Only that hand

But on a Wednesday, that carriage drove
Against line seven, against line seven
'Boom crash', said that carriage
And all the people complained

A big stretcher from the ER
Was immediately on hand
They crowded around the carriage
But what a sight they saw

Because by the broken window was only that
Only that hand

When the council heard about it
From Lombardy, from Lombardy
They went with high collars
To murder the queen

But tell me, what happened to that hand
They placed it upright on the grave in the sand

If you go to Lombardy, you can still see that
You can still see that hand