Bel Canto. Magic Box. The Magic Box I. Zeneszám

Clink, clink, clatter, rattle
The penny dropped
Iconized, though slightly slouched he
Raised both his arms,
raised his head

Outside the cabinet there stood a little girl,
goggle-eyed and quite atounded
Gazed at the wizard,
Gazed at the crystal-ball

Dear Mr. Sage, what do you see?
Is it my dream? - It was here with me
Now it is lost
Where can it be?