Hear the bells pealing
We were making love rashly
Sure no one would see us
But we weren’t so well hidden
All the bells roundabout
Spotted us from their towers
And told everybody about it
Tomorrow Henry and Cyprian
Mary Urusula and Catherine
The baker and the baker’s wife
And then my cousin Gertrude
Will smile as I pass by
I won’t know where to hide
You’ll be far away I’ll weep
And maybe even die
The Lorelei