A friend of us is having an oversea trip to the land of Babylon with cassock instead of a javelin In order to preach the humanity and kindness But he was captured by the Saracenes
The lead him in front of the Sultan Because of his God And because of the injustice of the world But he unties him And our friend goes on preaching
He stops at a well to quench his thirst But a woman is yet to come Beautiful but with poisonous heart He is driven into a new martyrdom due to her body
For your god’s sake I’ll be burnt with you He gave her his hands And doves came out She changes her belief with his touch And so our friend starts preaching again
Frate Francesco parti una volta per oltr mar Fino alle terre di Babilonia a predicar, Coi suoi compagni sulla via dei Saracini Furono presi e bastonati, i poverini!
Frate Francesco parlo E bene predico Che il Gran Sultano ascolto E molto lo ammiro Lo libero dale cantene Cosi Francesco parti per Babilonia a predicare.
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