[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