Part 3 (1/2)

No, for me, I'm tired of it.

What we want is the legend Of Klein-Zach...

ALL.

'Tis the legand of Klein-Zach.

HOFFMANN.

Here goes for Klein-Zach!...

Once at the court of Eysenach A little dwarf called Klein-Zach, Was covered o'er with a colbac, And his legs they went clic, clac!

Clic, clac.

There's Klein-Zach.

CHORUS.

Crick, crack, There's Klein-Zach.

HOFFMANN.

He had a hump in place of stomach, His webbed feet seemed to burst a sack, His nose was with tobacco black.

And his head it went crick crack, Crick, crack.

There's Klein-Zach.

CHORUS.

Crick, crack, There's Klein-Zach.

HOFFMANN.

As for the features on his face.

(He becomes absorbed.)

CHORUS.

As for the features on his face.

HOFFMANN (very slowly).

As for the features...

(He rises.)