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Vor der Brust die trikoloren

Flowers on your breast — I heed 'em!
For the tricolor explains:
" This proud heart exults in freedom,
And it cannot live in chains. "
Queen Marie, though I adore you,
Listen well, though you are crowned:
Many that have reigned before you
Have been shamefully dethroned!
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