Hark to these watchers who watch!
They whistle, wheeze and snort, they are so fast asleep! It is a voice, a horn, a leather trumpet!
(Silence.
I tell you that a panic has seized the city
And each man cowers in his home and dares not stir from his door.
O people! O city! O my wretched country, destroyed, devastated, plundered like an unguarded sheep-fold!
Oh! oh!
Will this terrible night never end!
Sight was horrible to me; I went to bed. O Sleep,
Kill me with your leaden dart!