Jester king

My king, your grace, nobles present Before all of you I introduce myself I am Fagorbel, your humble servant New court jester, here to entertain Difficult task, making my king laugh A king who is the master of laughter Every day he teaches the art of joy With irony he brightens our days The king always jokes with the invaders Promises battle and threatens to fight He, the king, rarely present in battle And if present behind everyone The king always jokes with his people Important edicts demanding sacrifice Resist hunger if the harvest is poor Said by a fat king heavier than a cow A king without honor, heir by blood Circus crown and crooked scepter Dung armor and bread sword Embarrassed knights around Wise as a sleeping donkey Useful as stones in the bed Clown of a dying realm It's him, our jester king How much loyalty our silent queen Never too many words from her mouth A mouth that knows the whole court well Relief of every knight of the night A capable king tied to his family A drunken son prince of the taverns Princess daughter died while flying An uncle treasurer who ran away A king who knows how to manage the people Building statues and drapes in his honor While the barns collapse rotten in the storm And the wells give off putrid odors of plague A king without honor, heir by blood Circus crown and crooked scepter Dung armor and bread sword Embarrassed knights around Wise as a sleeping donkey Useful as stones in the bed Clown of a dying realm It's him, our jester king Open the doors my accomplice knights Bring the people into the throne room Citizens, everyone take what you like Today the king is very generous Laugh, everyone laugh and watch The king is agitated like a madman Watch him ask the guards for help Nobody listens to him, poor master A king who can't stop the people Desperate as they tear his underwear Look at that clumsy big man cry The first knight flees with the queen A king without honor, heir by blood Circus crown and crooked scepter Dung armor and bread sword Embarrassed knights around Wise as a sleeping donkey Useful as stones in the bed Clown of a dying realm It's him, our jester king Your grace, we will not abandon you We need your noble support There are barns to repair And dirty wells to clean Issues that demand your care Don't think about the queen