Is there any room for death even to try
The movement, were it granted
Is only going to go
You are not, as day follows day
To be forgot
You I have not, forgot
At least, we are touched upon
Our last days at this place
This time you will not talk of risk
Only of certain consequence
Oh, you and Napoleon all of that ambition
You are not, as day follows day
To be forgot
You I have not, forgot