[ERIKA]
Like a bird that flies in the morning light
Or a butterfly in the spring
When your spirit rides on the winds of hope
You'll find your wings

[ANNELIESE, spoken]
Let's go listen, Serafina

[ERIKA]
For you're always free to begin again
And you're always free to believe
When you find the place that your heart belongs—

[MADAME CARP, spoken]
Here again?

[ERIKA, spoken]
Madame Carp!