Margaretha Geertruida "Grietje" Zelle, aka Mata Hari, was executed by firing squad in France during World War 1, accused of being a spy for the Germans.
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In a little part of time and space
An elegant beauty in the lure of fame
From small town, to far east, she chased a dream of gold (and yet that)
Saddest smile remained
But with a name, Parisian, the eye of dawn
She became the daydream of one and all
And so her act, would carry fame, from one coast to the next (till the)
Men began to call (but)
She should have been careful who she lay with
Kept hold of her secrets
Cause nothing was as sure as it seemed
The lives of 50 thousand
Sat upon her lips but
You play with fire you end up burnt
So little bit by little bit the trap closed in
The decadence through hard times made heads spin
Until the time, came finally, to slam that prison door (so the)
Face could take the blame
She should have been careful who she lay with
Kept hold of her secrets
Cause nothing was as sure as it seemed
The lives of 50 thousand
Sat upon her lips but
You play with fire you end up burnt
And so, the rifles fired, the memory fades – away
Through the mists of time, When the passions cooled, And the cameras rolled
One face still stands clear, Bright and radiant, Mystery unfurled
As with her parting gift, She raised up her hand
And she blew a kiss, To every girl and man
And her heart it lept, With a knowing smile
Cause for a hundred years,
The memory still remains – yes the memory still remains
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