Upon the hornets from Spain.
Corpses of women and girls buried alive,
Cry out to Christ: ‘Vengeance!’
“Wander in the fields by night, poor souls,
Cry unto God! The arm quivers to strike,
The sword is drawn, Duke; we will tear out thy entrails
And flog thy face with them.
Beat upon the drum. The sword is drawn.
Beat upon the drum. Long live the Beggar!”
And all the seamen and the soldiers of Ulenspiegel’s ship and of the other ships sang likewise: