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No. 9 - Song - Adele and Chorus - "On Y Revient Toujours" (The Student's Song)
| Adele: | What life so sweet, what life so free As that the merry student leads The happiest of fellows he Who little has and little needs For naught to him is wealth or rank And naught to him is King or Queen His mistress Art content to thank If she bestows the laurel green. "On y revient toujours" We come with hearts grown fonder Back to the life that each of us loves best For here are home and rest When far afield we wander Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours" Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours." |
| Chorus: | "On y revient toujours" We come with hearts grown fonder Back to the life that each of us loves best For here are home and rest When far afield we wander Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours" Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours." |
| Adele: | Let kingdoms shake and tumble down Let markets fall, if so they choose What matter when a last half-crown Is all the student has to lose Today perhaps, with well-fill'd purse He dines like any millionaire Tomorrow when his luck is worse He laughs at fate and lives on air "On y revient toujours" We come with hearts grown fonder Back to the life that each of us loves best For here are home and rest When far afield we wander Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours" Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours." |
| Chorus: | "On y revient toujours" We come with hearts grown fonder Back to the life that each of us loves best For here are home and rest When far afield we wander Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours" Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours." |
| Adele: | And when the world has hardly used Some comrade of the days gone by Who, finding help by all refused With broken heart creeps home to die, The students take him by the hand And cheer and comfort to the end For he who seeks Bohemia's land Will never fail to find a friend. "On y revient toujours" We come with hearts grown fonder Back to the life that each of us loves best For here are home and rest When far afield we wander Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours" Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours." |
| Chorus: | "On y revient toujours" We come with hearts grown fonder Back to the life that each of us loves best For here are home and rest When far afield we wander, Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours" Sing, comrades all, "On y revient toujours." |
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Page created 29 September 2016