The king orders the drums to roll
The king orders the drums to roll
he wants to choose from all the ladies
a new and fresh love
And it is the first he looked at
that stole his hearth.
Marquis do you know her?
Marquis do you know her?
Who is that gracious lady?
and the Marquis told the King
"Sire, she is my bride"
You are happier than me
You are happier than me
to have such a beautiful dame
a lady so accomplished
If you would like to give her to me
she will be my favorite
My Lord if you weren't King
My Lord if you weren't King
I would command you to be prudent
But you are the King, My Sire
I owe you ebedience
Marquis, you'll see it will pass
Marquis, you'll see it will pass
of love the suffering
I will make you in my army
a General of France
Good-by forever my joy
Good-by forever my dear
good-bye my sweet love
You have to leave me for the King
and I leave you my hearth.
The queen has picked some flowers
The queen has picked some flowers
concealing her offense.
And the scent of the flowers
has killed the Marquise' Bride.