Bonne fête à tous les Français. Allez! Levons nos pastis!
There’s no bread, let them eat cake
There’s no end to what they’ll take
Flaunt the fruits of noble birth
Wash the salt into the earth
But they’re marching to Bastille Day,
La guillotine will claim her bloody prize.
Free the dungeons of the innocent,
The king will kneel and let his kingdom rise