[COUNTESS AURELIA]
If music is no longer lovely
If laughter is no longer lilting
If lovers are no longer loving
Then I don't want to know

If summer is no longer carefree
If children are no longer singing
If people are no longer happy
Then I don't want to know

Let me hide every truth from my eyes
With the back of my hand
Let me live in a world full of lies
With my head in the sand

For my memories all are exciting
My memories all are enchanted
My memories burn in my head with a steady glow
So if, my friends, if love is dead
I don't want to know

If music is no longer lovely
If laughter is no longer lilting
If lovers are no longer loving
Then I don't want to know
If summer is no longer carefree
If children are no longer singing
If people are no longer happy
Then I don't want to know

Let me hide every truth from my eyes
With the back of my hand
Let me live in a world full of lies
With my head in the sand

For my memories all are exciting
My memories all are enchanted
My memories burn in my head with a steady glow
So if, my friends, if love is dead
I don't want to know