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Jacquerie

The Jacquerie (French: [ʒakʁi]) was a popular revolt by peasants that took place in northern France in the early summer of 1358 during the Hundred Years' War. The revolt was centred in the valley of the Oise north of Paris and was suppressed after over two months of violence. This rebellion became known as "the Jacquerie" because the nobles derided peasants as "Jacques" or "Jacques Bonhomme" for their padded surplice, called a "jacque". The aristocratic chronicler Jean Froissart and his source, the chronicle of Jean le Bel, referred to the leader of the revolt as Jacque Bonhomme ("Jack Goodfellow"), though in fact the Jacquerie 'great captain' was named Guillaume Cale. The word jacquerie became a synonym of peasant uprisings in general in both English and Fre… more »

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Walking down the streets of the neon lights
Feeling the rhythm in my heart, it ignites (ignites, yeah)
The city breathes and pulses with the beat
Everyone's connected, we're all dancing as one, it's sweet
The sky above is painted in vibrant hues
Electric energy is running through my shoes
The night is young, the party's just begun
We're breaking free, we're catching dreams, under the neon sun
Oh-oh-oh, neon nights, they'll guide us through
Oh-oh-oh, the city's alive, with everythng we do
We'll paint the town, with colors so bright
Underneath the stars, in these neon nights (hey, hey)

In the rhythm of the night, under neon lights that bite,
Lies a story untold, in the beats that fold.
A dance of shadows, a melody of woes,
In the techno's pulse, the silent cry grows.
Through the bass that drops, through the synths that soar,
A hidden message, an unspoken lore.
In the euphoria of sound, a truth profound,
In the rhythm of the night, the world's pain is found.
Echoes of the silent cry, in the techno's high,
A reflection of humanity, under the electronic sky.
In the dance of the lights, in the trance of the nights,
The story of our wars, of our endless fights.
In the digital dreams, where reality screams,
A tale of our times, in the electronic streams.
A world divided, a humanity misguided,
In the beat of the techno, our failings are confided.
Through the rhythm's embrace, through the melody's chase,
A hidden sorrow, an existential race.
In the ecstasy of sound, a warning profound,
In the techno's grip, our fate is bound.
Echoes of the silent cry, in the techno's high,
A reflection of humanity, under the electronic sky.
In the dance of the lights, in the trance of the nights,
The story of our wars, of our endless fights.

And as the night unfolds, with beats that scold,
A message in the music, a truth to behold.
In the heart of the techno, in the soul of the sound,
The echoes of our silent cry, profoundly found.
So let the techno play, let the beats convey,
The story of our world, in disarray.
In the echoes of the silent cry, in the techno's sly,
A call to humanity, to reach for the sky.
Dance
Hide from the night
Hide from the sights
Keep your head down low and
Dance
Dance

As the night wanes, and the beats slow,
A silent prayer, in the afterglow.
For a world united, for a dawn new,
In the echoes of the silent cry, a hope to renew.
In the quiet of the dawn, as the music fades,
A memory lingers, in the electronic shades.
A call to action, a call to rise,
In the silence of the morning, a new enterprise.
Echoes of the silent cry, in the techno's high,
A reflection of humanity, under the electronic sky.
In the dance of the lights, in the trance of the nights,
The story of our wars, of our endless fights.
So let the music end, but not the message it sends,
In the echoes of the silent cry, let's make amends.
For in the techno's beat, in the heart of the night,
Lies the power to change, to make things right.

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