(Rufus Wainwright)

Where is my master, the Rebel Prince,
Who will shut all these windows?
It's these windows all around me,
It's these windows who are telling me
To rid my dirty mind of all of it's preciousness

Where is my master, the Rebel Prince?
They're breaking everything trying to get to me
In this two-bed hotel,
Just to me before this window sill
Does it rid my dirty mind of all of it's preciousness

Oh I can see him now
Though it's so far away,
Amongst the roving crowd
Going the other way
Confounded anger burning with love for me

Ou est mon maître le Prince Rebelle,
Qui va fermer toutes ces fenêtres ?
Ce sont ces fenêtres autour de moi,
Ce sont ces fenêtres qui m'appellent,
Qui m'appellent

Marigold, marigold, marigold
I'm leaving the Roosevelt Hotel
Marigold, marigold, marigold
I'm leaving the room we knew so well

Da da da da da da da da

Marigold, marigold, marigold
Marigold, marigold, marigold
Marigold, marigold, marigold
Marigold, marigold, marigold