Called Apollo,
He rose above brothers,
Called Apollo,
He rose like the sea.
Called Apollo,
He fought for his freedom,
Called Apollo,
He fought to be free.
Called Apollo,
With his curls of sunlight
Called Apollo,
With his eye piercing blue;
Called Apollo,
With his voice just like thunder,
Called Apollo,
Heart born brave and true.
Called Apollo,
With his silent solemnity,
Called Apollo,
With his vestments of red;
Called Apollo,
How he led the poor people!
(Called Apollo)
All the blood that he shed!
Called Apollo,
How can he be gone?
Called Apollo,
How can he be dead?
Called Apollo,
He's shot through with eight bullets,
Called Apollo,
Crowned with blood on his head.
Called Apollo,
He died for his freedom,
Called Apollo,
Was brave till the last;
Called Apollo,
He wasn't a saint here,
Called Apollo,
He was just Enjolras.

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