[Child: ] Do the children ever sing?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas, they do not sing but songs of woe and remembrance
[Child: ] Do the children ever dance?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas, they can dance no more
[Child: ] Do the children ever laugh?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas, their laughter can be heard no longer
[Child: ] Do the children ever play?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas, their days of playing have long since ended.
[Child: ] Do the children ever sleep?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas, the children cannot sleep, they can only dream
[Child: ] Do the children ever cry?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas, I do regret, they forever cry tears of sadness
[Child: ] Do the children ever love?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas, they can love no more
[Child: ] Do you love the children?
[The Beautiful: ] I love all of my children, yet I fear they cannot love me
[Child: ] Do you love me?
[The Beautiful: ] I shall love thee forever, my dearest one
Sleep now, as we enter this endless memory together
And see thy death awakened, all in a moment…
