Who is it? Who comes?
They start to march, they’ll soon be here.
Look at how they jump.
Perhaps… they are… Satan’s relatives.
They’re here. Straight to your bed they go, upside down, like acrobats.
What terror they give me! They want to drive me mad!
What will I do? I don’t know!
I’ll never get drunk again.
He who abuses alcohol, a vision will appear to him
of elephants in color that frighten and give terror.
I, who challenged the Devil and ripped off his tail…
These tri-color pachyderms have made me lose my great courage.
(Oh, the horror!)
Leave me alone! I can’t take it anymore!
They’re leaving now… They’re leaving now… the Spirits of Terror.
The spirits… the spirits… the spirits…
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