‘Twas hours and hours after dawn.
The last guests were finally gone.
Oh là, ça va, hélas, it’s time for bed.
Oh my, leave me, my limbs feel like lead.
With that, it fell silent, quiet and true.
No time for trifles, worries, hitherto.
Never was there an hour simply so full.
But leave me here, Mr. Glenfrankus, wrapped in wool.