Then you think your songs intelligible?
Chandra
Yes, quite, because they contain music.
(They sing.)
We move and move without rest.
World, the Rover, loves his comrades of the road.
His call comes across the sky.
The seasons lead the way, strewing the path with flowers.
Watchman
No ordinary being ever breaks out singing, like this, in the middle of talking.
Chandra
Again we are found out. We are no ordinary beings.
Watchman