let us break all the shields

, let us break all the shields, and soil the ermine, take the oak and the olive tree, make their philosophy our own, the pigs eat the acorns, the rich eat the pork, the poor eat the olives and spit out the stones, we only ask a little tax from the nobility, the spat out stone will grow in time into an olive tree, we will smoke our pork over a fire of basilic, and we will plant the laurel tree, to make, to make, a wreath, a wreath, a wreath to crown the republique, we will smoke our pork upon the pyre of privilege, the flames of castles burning will dance from ridge to ridge, we'll break all the shields, spit out all the stones, make the oak and the olive trees' philosophy our own, the pigs eat the acorns, the rich eat the pork, the poor eat the olives and spit out the stones, we will smoke the pork on a fire of basilic, we will plant the laurel tree to make our laurel wreaths, to crown, to crown, to crown the republique!