Little Girl Crying: For what reason are you dying, my cousin thrice removed? Old Man Dying: For what reason are you now weeping, my cousin thrice removed? LGC: Tears must come to us all OMD: Death must come to us all LGC: I cry for you make me a sorrow OMD: I am dying to put the end to my sorrows LGC: I will feel our separation OMD: I have accepted what pain of death LGC: Where will you go? OMD: Where will you be? LGC: I guess I'll take your place OMD: I will be cut off from our living land LGC: Your family needs your stories OMD: My friends need a friend LGC: I've learned them through these months OMD: You'll meet them through these months Both: But they will die Both: One by one Both: Mostly old to young Both: The chain will break LGC: I will die OMD: You will die LGC: And that is why I cry OMD: That is why I die