| [00:06.07] | So here we are. Plays have been enacted. |
| [00:09.86] | Empires have come and gone. |
| [00:13.86] | The mightiest have passed away and withered alike the least. |
| [00:20.95] | Fires have burned. Thousandfold. |
| [00:26.81] | Yet did not eh great wheel serenely continue its course? |
| [00:32.17] | Does not the blackbird still sing its song? |
| [00:36.02] | Does not the mistletoe still dwell in the oak's crown? |
| [00:43.11] | Forgotten what once has been told. Veiled the words that |
| [00:45.01] | Once rang out, shrouded, like the larva in its cocoon. |
| [00:46.87] | Let him hear it who will. |