The great swarm of bees will arise,
No one will know whence they have come:
By night the ambush, sentinel under the vines
City delivered by five babblers not naked.
Lou grand cyssame le leuera d'albelhos,
Que non sauran don te signen venguddos:
Denech l'embousq, sou gach sous las tail hos
Ciutat traihdo per cinq leugos non nudos.
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