They killed her with their chassepot,
With their machine guns,
And rolled her with its flag
In the clay.
And the mud of the fat hangmen
thought they had prevailed.
And with all that, Nicolas,
The Commune is not dead. (Eugène Edine Pottier)

They killed her with their chassepot, With their machine guns, And rolled her with its flag In the clay. And the mud of the fat hangmen thought they had prevailed. And with all that, Nicolas, The Commune is not dead.

Eugène Edine Pottier

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