When he was a sickly child, Licht was always waiting in his bed for a certain person to visit... While strolling about the city one day, Heine steps inside a charming cafe--and the waiter who greets him is Prince Licht's spitting image! Is Licht's secret still safe, or is he in big trouble with the king?
Oh, no, you're flattering me, sir.
.كلاّ، أنت تجاملني فحسب يا سيّدي
Ach nein, Sie schmeicheln mir.
Para nada, no tiene que halagarme.
Para nada, no tiene que halagarme.
Je n’ai rien fait de si glorieux !
La prego, non mi elogi così...
Ah, de forma alguma,
o senhor me lisonjeia.
Нет, вы мне льстите.