Beneath the oak tree of Gienne struck by lightning,
the treasure is hidden not far from there:
That which for many centuries had been gathered,
when found, a man will die, his eye pierced by a spring:
Dessous de chaine Guien du Ciel frappé,
Non loing de là caché le thresor:
Qui par long siecles auoit esté grappé,
Trouué mourra, l'œil creué de ressort:
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