Can you save them, doctor, save them now
At the people's altar, they'll take a bow
Extermination's good doctrine
Wind and fire might be stopping
But not me, Evremonde pays here and now
A sin, what Evremondes did, was a sin
The boy's sister they raped was but my kin
They killed the husband, brother, and father
And an unborn child! Yell, murder
My wrath, Evremonde, will thus begin
Save no sigh for the bourgeois, save no sigh
Sainte Guillotine says their time to die is nigh
Darnay, husband, Mannette, father
Then Lucie and her daughter
Will Samson hold their golden heads up high
Hold my knitting, dear Vengeance, hold my knit
Keep my chair by the head drop, back in a bit
I'll return before the tumbrils
By the early peals of church bells
This Republican will now serve Lucie her writ
We will purge all of France, we will purge
With no pity, only hate, we live large
Red cap, dark robe, wild hair
In my bosom, this pistol I bear
I'm the dame sans merci, Madame Defarge
Can you save them, doctor, save them now
At the people's altar, they'll take a bow
Extermination's good doctrine
Wind and fire might be stopping
But not I, Lucie dies, this I avow
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English
Can you save them, doctor, save them now
At the people's altar, they'll take a bow
Extermination's good doctrine
Wind and fire might be stopping
But not me, Evremonde pays here and now
A sin, what Evremondes did, was a sin
The boy's sister they raped was but my kin
They killed the husband, brother, and father
And an unborn child! Yell, murder
My wrath, Evremonde, will thus begin
Save no sigh for the bourgeois, save no sigh
Sainte Guillotine says their time to die is nigh
Darnay, husband, Mannette, father
Then Lucie and her daughter
Will Samson hold their golden heads up high
Hold my knitting, dear Vengeance, hold my knit
Keep my chair by the head drop, back in a bit
I'll return before the tumbrils
By the early peals of church bells
This Republican will now serve Lucie her writ
We will purge all of France, we will purge
With no pity, only hate, we live large
Red cap, dark robe, wild hair
In my bosom, this pistol I bear
I'm the dame sans merci, Madame Defarge
Can you save them, doctor, save them now
At the people's altar, they'll take a bow
Extermination's good doctrine
Wind and fire might be stopping
But not I, Lucie dies, this I avow
At the people's altar, they'll take a bow
Extermination's good doctrine
Wind and fire might be stopping
But not me, Evremonde pays here and now
A sin, what Evremondes did, was a sin
The boy's sister they raped was but my kin
They killed the husband, brother, and father
And an unborn child! Yell, murder
My wrath, Evremonde, will thus begin
Save no sigh for the bourgeois, save no sigh
Sainte Guillotine says their time to die is nigh
Darnay, husband, Mannette, father
Then Lucie and her daughter
Will Samson hold their golden heads up high
Hold my knitting, dear Vengeance, hold my knit
Keep my chair by the head drop, back in a bit
I'll return before the tumbrils
By the early peals of church bells
This Republican will now serve Lucie her writ
We will purge all of France, we will purge
With no pity, only hate, we live large
Red cap, dark robe, wild hair
In my bosom, this pistol I bear
I'm the dame sans merci, Madame Defarge
Can you save them, doctor, save them now
At the people's altar, they'll take a bow
Extermination's good doctrine
Wind and fire might be stopping
But not I, Lucie dies, this I avow
Writer: Pratim Datta
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