Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe
The wildest, most luxurious madness in the world
Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe
Give me the fairest youth that ever gladened his mothers heart
Let me be mad
Let him be hero, saint, poet - whatever you will
Let me make of him an absintheur
And from hero he shall change to coward
From saint to libertine
From poet to brute
You doubt me?
Come then - to Paris.
