Jemima/Sillabub:
Daylight,
See the dew on a sunflower.
And a rose that is fading,
Roses wither away.
Like the sunflower,
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn.
I am waiting,
For the day.
Munkustrap:
Now, Old Deuteronomy, just before dawn,
Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife,
Announces the cat who can now be reborn
And come back to a different Jellicle Life.
