When the rats eat the cats, the king will be lord of Arras; when the sea which is great and wide, is frozen over at St. John's tide, men will see across the ice, those who dwell in Arras quit their place.
Le loi sera seigneur d’Arras ;Quand la mer, qui est grande et lée,Sera à la Saint-Jean gelée,On verra, par-dessus la glace,Sortir ceux d’Arras de leur place.