Devil: As it shone ten lives ago, the sun will always shine. The seasons pass and come again, As they did, in the beginning. Poor minstrel boy am I.
I do not change but simply tell of the things that are. Of stories old and stories new, How it was, in the beginning Is now.
And then I tell of things to come.
Long ago but even now, the beasts of the forest And the trees and the brooks, stop in wonder.
What price to pay, what price to pay for the golden age, For the knowledge of time, for the secret gift of life alone.
Gwendolyn: A long time gone but even so, I watch by the window And I wait for my husband to return.
What price to pay, What price to pay for a love so dear. For a bed grown cold, For a wife so lonely, so alone.
Ganeida: Let him live how he wants to live. The beasts of the forest, The trees, the brooks, His brothers.
What price to pay, What price to pay, my brother's lost, In his heart's long search, In the forest dark and lonely, alone.
Devil, Gwendolyn, Ganeida: As it was, it is now we understood. The seasons pass And Merlin he knows why.
Gwendolyn: He loved me once I understood. The seasons passed And Merlin soon, soon did leave me alone.
Devil, Gwendolyn, Ganeida: Into the woods to live and learn To touch the wind, caress the trees, And on his knees he eats the grass. The seasons pass, and we ask "Why?"