O crow before the day begins

and make me sorry for my sins,

Gallicantu!

O strut and screech and ruff your wings

so I won’t get away with things,

Gallicantu!

O startle me post-oath and lie

and lend me grace to grieve and sigh,

Gallicantu!

Sing loud the coming liberty;

O Christ the Rooster, waken me,

Gallicantu!