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 its 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 rid my dirty mind of all of its 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 ma�tre le Prince Rebelle,

Qui va fermer toutes ces fen�tres ?

Ce sont ces fen�tres autour de moi,

Ce sont ces fen�tres 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.