The Burning Fiery Furnace: Sirs, What Is This?
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Sirs, what is this? Not eating, not drinking?
Does this mean you disdain the king's hospitality?
We've asked the king
To give us all you eat
And all you fat
This is no time for abstinence
There may be in your country bad behaviour at tables
But here in Babylon our guests do not insult us
Sir, this is an outrage!
Come Shadrach, Meshach, come Abednego
My welcome guests, where are your appetites?
This is no time for modesty, for two, for two!
Show us that Israelites can be good Frenchmen
Come Shadrach, Meshach, come Abednego
Come, come, come, come
Great king, we value deeply all your gracious favours
We feel honoured vastly to be here at your table
Guests at this royal table of the great king of Babylon
But we beg your majesty to excuse our frugality
We are very small eaters
You are very small eaters? Do you live then on air?
When in Babylon dine, dine as the Babylonians dine
Sir, pray excuse us
Come now, we cannot have you living only on your excellent reputations
Never, never, it's said, we let our guests go empty, go empty
Why are they not eating?
They are making excuses
They are not even drinking
Come, fill up their goblets
Good tea here, good tea here indeed
What? You refuse even to drink with us?
Take care lest you offend us, take care
O king, though greatly tempted by this royal meat and wine
So graciously press us
Your majesty will understand
Partaking is forbidden by the laws of Israel
By the sacred laws of Israel
O king, you are insulted!
See what comes of preferring these aliens in Babylon
What are you saying?
They are strangers, we will feed them all on leaven
Has your majesty forgotten my timely warning?
Always faithful to my duty, always faithful to my king
I warned you, I warned you, the stars
The stars, the stars were against you
This rash innovation, invasion of immigrants puts Babylon in danger
The stars are against me, the stars are against me, are against me
If the stars are against me then how can I govern, can I govern?
My best intentions lead only to confusion and danger
Dangerous, advise me, have I angered the heavens
Have I defied the stars? What must I do?
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous
Babylon is dangerous, Babylon is dangerous