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 "Plague's upon us! Plague's upon us!"

In a ne'er beheld disorder

All to city gates are rushing,

All of them round Satanella

Crowding, massing, yelling, shouting,

"Burn at stake the witch of witches

Who, with blasphemy, attracted

Pestilence within our city."

Barely could defend the soldiers

With their sabres, shields and lances

Satanella, who between them

Proudly, spitefully is walking,

Round her lips a constant laughter,

And repeating as she passes

One refrain of song eternal

Vibrating throughout her being,

While its echo keeps returning

In her heart with voice unweakened,

"Roderigo! Roderigo!"