[Hop Frog:]

Tomorrow is the seasonal ball

I propose costumes for you

and the honourable ministers to wear



[King:]

Yes



[Hop Frog:]

All dress as orangutans

All your guests will run and scream

with their mouths agape

And try to hide

And you Sire will have last laugh

For such imperial cunning





[Hop Frog:]

I will reach, restore wrong

I will torture you

I will burn you

Dead



[Tripitena:]

My prince

My prince

You light a fire .......

Burn, monkeys

Burn