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Let us celebrate before the Lenten fast. Let us play cards. The time goes by joyously. Let us toast Bacchus!

- Young lady, I would ask for a kiss. - Yes.

With dance and wine we will spend the night.

The fast will be long and bitter. We now seek pleasure and laughter!

- Tonio? - Not seen yet.

The procession is already here.

Bacchus, king. It is he who glorifies wine. Praise to the goddess Fortune. Let ugly death croak!

Here comes the toreador with his cape and sword at the ready. And here is the fierce bull.

Well done!

Cheers to the toreador!

Ah! Well done, toreador. And cheers to the brave bull!

- The companions? - Not yet seen. They are late. - Here comes the juggler.

We are having a wonderful feast. Most enjoyable.

Now let us think about the children.

-The piñata! - Bring it here. - Here it is.

Give it a good whack! Well done.

Mamma, I am searching for the candies and the cookies. Those with honey.

- Enjoy yourselves. - Go ahead and eat.

They are here, the three companions.

- Greetings. - Here we are, good friends, ready to celebrate.

- I am looking for a card game. - I am looking to drink.

- I am looking for the joy of love, a sweet kiss to gain. - My treasure.

- We are devoted to laughter. - What can we offer you?

We want three happy tales to provide enjoyment for us.

- We will offer three happy tales, all enjoyable. - Only three, to gladden you. - Each one will receive a gift.

Then surely we will gain nice presents. So we are ready to relate things that bring pleasure and smiles.

Things that remind us of the joy of life.

- Three happy stories, that is what we ask. - You will have three happy tales.

Three happy tales.

I shall go first, and speak of the virtues of wine.

Under arms and marching to war, I was the image of a fierce warrior…

…with my sword hanging at my side, my armor shining in the sun.

Full of pride I marched with confidence, by the blare of a martial trumpet.

“Forward!” shouted our brave captain.

The wind waved the flags, the drum never stopped.

Then I heard the powerful boom of canon! (What fear!) And the thunder of a thousand powerful muskets. (What panic!)

My heart beat wildly. I sweat copiously. I trembled like a delicate leaf shaken by the wind.

What will give me the courage to fight with valor?

This will! Wine gives my spirit the strength of Samson. It supports me, and strongly drives me.

While hiccupping, I grab a sword in my hand, and sink it into the heart of my enemy.

With wine I can do anything. It gives me courage.

Wine gives his spirit the strength of Samson. It supports him and strongly drives him.

It renders easy even the most difficult challenge, like confronting an enemy in war.

- While hiccupping, I grab a sword in my hand… - And he sinks it into the heart of his enemy.

With wine I can do anything. It gives me courage. Praise to Bacchus who changed this sheep into a lion.

Wine gives him great courage.

Praise to Bacchus who transformed him. Praise to Bacchus who changed a sheep into a lion.

Praise! Praise to Bacchus the king!

Bravo indeed. Your prize will be a bottle of wine. It will give you much courage.

- And Moro, what will you relate to make us enjoy ourselves? - I shall tell of the pleasures of gambling.