Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe
 The wildest, most luxurious madness in the world
 
 Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe
 Give me the fairest youth that ever gladened his mothers heart
 
 Let me be mad
 Let him be hero, saint, poet - whatever you will
 
 Let me make of him an absintheur
 And from hero he shall change to coward
 From saint to libertine
 From poet to brute
 
 You doubt me?
 Come then - to Paris.