A burning hand A poisoned sleep In front of me A late regret A token rest You are to late Too late to fear Too late my dear Servants, extras, stagehands listen We will learn the game Fair words, vows and flattery We won't feel ashamed What did he say Who told him so You need his vote To change their minds So run to him To throw the dice With faithful eyes This my advice Servants, extras, stagehands listen We will learn the game Fair words, vows and flattery We won't feel ashamed I'll give the Caesar Like a man I'll kill the beast In foreign lands I'll pull the strings Of all intrigues A hunter with No pain no fear A Servants, extras, stagehands listen We will learn the game Fair words, vows and flattery We won't feel ashamed...