Classic Poem

Sung in Dialogue

" In Saragossa
— Oh, what a pity! —
Has fallen the tower,
Pride of the city. "

" Fell it by tempest,
Fairies or witches,
The students will raise it,
For students have riches. "

" Call on the students,
Call louder and louder!
They've only two coppers
To buy them a chowder. "

" Chowder of students
Is sweeter than honey,
But the gay Andalusians
Have plenty of money. "

" The gay Andalusians
Have fiddle and ballad,
But only two coppers
To buy them a salad. "

" In Saragossa
— Oh, what a pity! —
Has fallen the tower,
Pride of the city. "