The heart they lean on wins them to betray.
A turtle drops upon them from the sky;
The tower that has braved a thousand years
Falls without warning just as they pass by.
The friend who shared their youthful smiles and tears
Accuses them of treason to the crown,
Sending them to the rack with blows and jeers.
Born on the Danube, in the Seine they drown;
Poor fools, why fly so far to find the fate
That like a slimy monster sucks them down?