[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...