[The song begins intimately, almost like the women are afraid that singing too loudly might hasten their mother's departure. The Main Princess and Sister sing from different places in their lives, but neither is fighting for anything. Their mother brings them back to one another. ALL Female Ensemble, Three distinct female voices only: mature maternal mezzo-soprano, expressive Main Princess, and rich Sister alto. No male vocals, no spoken dialogue, no coronation, no finale energy. Begin intimate and restrained; gradually bloom into a majestic, magical family-tree transformation before ending in a delicate suspended chord.]
[INTRO — SOLO PIANO, HARP, SOFT STRINGS]
*MAIN PRINCESS-soprano*
Mother, I have come home now,
Though I scarcely know the way.
There are things I meant to ask you,
There were words I meant to say.
All the roads that led me from you
Have returned me to this place.
And the garden that you gave us
Still remembers your embrace.
[MOVEMENT II — SISTER ENTERS, CELLOS RISING]
*SISTER-alto*
I thought gold could keep you shining,
Thought the walls would make you stay.
I have lived beside the riches,
Still, they cannot buy today.
And I never knew how empty
All this splendor could become,
Till I watched the flowers bending
And remembered we were young.
*MAIN PRINCESS & SISTER-duet*
Mother is almost gone,
But gold will carry on.
Through the roots beneath our feet,
Through the branches where we meet.
Though the evening takes the sun,
What you planted isn't done.
Mother, rest; the night is long.
Mother is almost gone,
But gold will carry on.
[MOVEMENT III — THE QUEEN'S FINAL VERSE, A WARM MEZZO-SOPRANO]
*THE QUEEN-opera*
My daughters, come together.
Let no sorrow make you strangers.
You are more than what you inherit,
More than palaces and treasures.
When the winter finds the garden,
When the brightest flowers fall,
Keep a little room for mercy.
Keep a little love for all.
And when you cannot find each other,
Let the old tree be your guide.
I shall never truly leave you
While my roots are deep inside.
[MOVEMENT IV — THE TRANSFORMATION, THREE FEMALE VOICES]
*MAIN PRINCESS-soprano*
Mother, I can feel you here.
*SISTER-alto*
Even as the sky grows clear.
*THE QUEEN-opera*
Stay together, through the years.
Let your love outlive your tears.
*ALL THREE harmonies*
Let the branches reach the heavens,
Let the roots embrace the earth.
Let the garden keep the memory
Of the woman who gave birth
To a love that keeps on growing,
To a gold that cannot fade.
We are standing here together
In the garden that she made.
Mother, rest; the night is long.
Mother is almost gone...
*MAIN PRINCESS & SISTER, SOFTLY sings*
But gold will carry on.
[CODA — THE QUEEN'S LAST BREATH; HARP HARMONICS, FULL ORCHESTRA BLOSSOMS The Queen's final note dissolves into the orchestra. The family tree rises from her place in the garden, its golden branches illuminating every face. The music expands into a wordless female harmony, then settles into a single, suspended chord.]