Do They Ever Sing

[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...