Mary
Machiavel Lyrics


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I’m Mary
I’m three
I’m older than my brother
To day I go to school with my mother
She told me
I could be happy
And I’ve put my new dress on
But what ‘s going on ?
We went into such a big home
Then mother left me all alone
A lady who’s name was Mrs Trade
Said to me"Mary don’t be afraid"

Mother, mother take me back home

She told us a lot of nice stories
It was so funny
But when I spilled my milk on the book
She flared up and give me a bad look
The afternoom we went to the playground
There were many torps all around
But when I tried to taste the sand
Raging Mrs Trade tapped my hand
Suddenly a ball hit my head
Such a pain and I lost my midday’s bread
All the children were laughing




Alone with my tears I was thinking :
"Mother, mother take me back home"

Overall Meaning

The song "Mary" by the Belgian political rock band Machiavel tells the story of a three-year-old girl named Mary who goes to school for the first time with her mother. Her mother tells her that she can be happy, and Mary puts on her new dress with excitement. However, when they arrive at the school, Mary's mother leaves her alone with a teacher named Mrs. Trade. Mrs. Trade tells Mary stories and takes her to the playground, but is quick to scold her when she spills her milk or tries to taste the sand. Mary gets hit in the head with a ball and loses her lunch, causing the other children to laugh at her. Throughout the song, Mary cries out for her mother to take her back home.


Line by Line Meaning

I’m Mary
I am a young child named Mary


I’m three
I am three years old


I’m older than my brother
I am older than my sibling


To day I go to school with my mother
Today, I am going to school with my mother


She told me
My mother said to me


I could be happy
I have the potential to be happy


And I’ve put my new dress on
I am wearing my new dress today


But what ‘s going on ?
I am confused about what is happening


We went into such a big home
We entered a very large building


Then mother left me all alone
My mother left me by myself


A lady who’s name was Mrs Trade
A woman named Mrs. Trade


Said to me "Mary don’t be afraid"
Mrs. Trade reassured me and asked me not to be afraid


Mother, mother take me back home
I want my mother to take me back home


She told us a lot of nice stories
Mrs. Trade told us enjoyable stories


It was so funny
The stories were amusing


But when I spilled my milk on the book
When I accidentally spilled my milk on the book


She flared up and give me a bad look
Mrs. Trade became angry and gave me a disapproving look


The afternoom we went to the playground
In the afternoon, we went to the playground


There were many torps all around
There were many toys all around


But when I tried to taste the sand
I attempted to taste the sand


Raging Mrs Trade tapped my hand
Mrs. Trade tapped my hand in anger


Suddenly a ball hit my head
Suddenly, a ball hit me in the head


Such a pain and I lost my midday’s bread
I felt pain and lost my lunch


All the children were laughing
The other children were laughing


Alone with my tears I was thinking :
By myself with tears in my eyes, I was thinking to myself


"Mother, mother take me back home"
I want my mother to take me back home




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