English translation (scroll the image from right to left):
The stench has dissipated
Over the waters of Asscre.
There assembled the armies
Of the Corsician Emperor
Napoleon, son of Victoria.
Chapter VI: The Mountain and the Egg
Sassoon: Our Queen's retort
Has traveled this far,
To this land on the verge
Of her kingdom.
Mendelovitch: Do you know, my Gvir,
Her utmost seat?
Sassoon: I too crave knowing
The place of her seat,
But I, too,
A great and sassy Gvir,
Am but a teat
Upon her colonies.
The men of the Rebel Prince
Did cuff and bind
The Sassoonites
And took away the Gvir as well.
Sassoon: My bathing lads,
You preen in vain!
We shall cleanse again
When troubled times have passed.
Soldier: Hey!
Here I am!
I am a soldier!
And Mendelovitch fled
From the press of oppressors,
Finding respite in the bosom
Of Mount Tabor.
The lamentation of Mendelovitch: My very soul
Conspires and plots
To carry me away
From home and country.
My dream is as near
as a stranger to a frontier
In a land of prayer
I wander in despair.
Regard me, O Queen,
Will you gather me in?
A stranger here I am
And stranger is no man
As he ascended the mountain
There called out a great voice of
Screeches and gestation.