So there he stands before us all: a tall, wide, furry figure, with a stack of leaflets in his hands. The arrival of "Metal Crab Mountain" thus heralds the end of the cafe's anonymous ages.
One, two, three! Let's go! All aboard the Ceobe Express!
Eins, zwei, drei! Und los!
¡Una, dos, tres!
¡Todos a bordo del exprés de Ceobe!
Un, deux, trois, c’est parti !
Tous à bord du Ceobe express !
Uno, due, tre! Andiamo!
Tutti a bordo del Ceobe Express!
Um, dois, três! Vamos lá! Todos a bordo do Expresso Ceobe!
Раз, два, три! Погнали! Все на борт Кеобе-экспресс!