A corpse in the park —
Her husband, her tutor.
Glow in the dark —
The fame of the future.
The story was told,
She’s gone where the gods live.
Carbon to gold,
She’s radioactive,
Radioactive.
The year 1903 in late September,
A pavillion in Peczynska province.
«Let’s prepare a voyage for December!
We read the chemistry like poems!»
Sound of the atoms cracking,
Signs in the radium tracking,
Our goddess Marie Curie,
Marie Curie.
A corpse in the park —
Her husband, her tutor.
Glow in the dark —
The fame of the future.
The story was told,
She’s gone where the gods live.
Carbon to gold,
She’s radioactive,
Radioactive.
In June the 12th 1911.
My children radium and polonium.
I have dinner with Strindberg in blue heaven,
Pierre’s gone to x-ray pandemonium.
From the laboratory of Eden
To the monarchy of Sweden,
The laureate Marie Curie,
Marie Curie.
A corpse in the park —
Her husband, her tutor.
Glow in the dark —
The fame of the future.
The story was told,
She’s gone where the gods live.
Carbon to gold,
She’s radioactive,
Radioactive.
Sound of the atoms cracking,
Signs in the radium tracking.
Our goddess Marie Curie,
Marie Curie.
A corpse in the park —
Her husband, her tutor.
Glow in the dark —
The fame of the future.
The story was told,
She’s gone where the gods live.
Carbon to gold,
She’s radioactive,
Radioactive.
A corpse in the park —
Her husband, her tutor.
Glow in the dark —
The fame of the future.
The story was told,
She’s gone where the gods live.
Carbon to gold,
She’s radioactive,
Radioactive.
A corpse in the park —
Her husband, her tutor.
Glow in the dark —
The fame of the future.
The story was told,
She’s gone where the gods live.
Carbon to gold,
She’s radioactive,
Radioactive.