[CLOPIN, spoken]
Welcome to the Court of Miracles! You're very clever to have found our little hideaway. Too bad you won't live to talk about it!

[CLOPIN]
Maybe you've heard of a terrible place
Where the scoundrels of Paris collect in a lair
Maybe you've heard of that mythical place called the Court of Miracles

[GYPSIES]
The Court of Miracles

[CLOPIN]
Brother, you're there!

Where the lame can walk
And the blind can see
But the dead don't talk
So you won't be around
To reveal what you've found

We have a method for spies and intruders
Not terribly different from bees in a hive
Here in the Court of Miracles where...
It's a miracle...
If you get out alive!
[GYPSIES, spoken]
The ugly hunchback! He's bad luck!
He's cursed!
Hang them both!
String them up!

[CLOPIN, spoken]
My apologies, gentlemen, for your imminent demise. Any last words?...I thought not

(sung)
It's always sad when a life's at its finish
I have to admit to a bit of a pang
But we must protect at all costs our secret
It's our lives or yours...

[GYPSIES & CLOPIN]
So you're going to hang!