Jingle my chime, jingle my chime,
Recoil in horror poor shepherd.
There was a time, there was a time, } x 2 times
I didn't use to be a leper.                   }

But this our age of rotten hearts,
The pox, the cholera, the curses...
I fought its plague so very hard, } x 2 times
I caught the leprosy in process.  }

But now we gather all the sick,
And brave together public places.
Under the sacks one doesn't see } x 2 times
How refined are the faces.         }

Rid of the envy and the lies,
We no longer feel our fetters.
I oft imagine Paradise                           } x 2 times
Being like this Brotherhood of Lepers. }