Bel Canto. 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
astounded
Gaced 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?