[IRINA]
If I tell truth to you, my love, my own
Grief is your gift to me, grief alone
Wild passion at midnight
Wild anger at dawn
Yet when you're absent
I weep, you gone

Stay well, oh keeper of my love
Go well throughout all your days
Your star, my luckiest star above
Your ways, the luckiest ways
Since unto you my one love is given
And since with you it will remain
Though you bring fear of hell, despair of heaven
Stay well, come well to my door again

[STEPHEN, spoken]
Irina?

[IRINA, spoken]
Yes, umfundisi. 

[STEPHEN, spoken]
The trial begins tomorrow. Do you wish to be there?
[IRINA, spoken]
Yes, umfundisi. 

[STEPHEN, spoken]
He has askеd me—would you wish to marry him in the prison, so that your child will have his namе?

[IRINA, spoken]
Yes. Will they kill him?

[STEPHEN, spoken]
It is not known yet. 

[IRINA, spoken]
I wish him to live! I want him to come back to me!

[STEPHEN, spoken]
Even if it is many years?

[IRINA, spoken]
Yes. 

[STEPHEN, spoken]
I will tell him that you wish the marriage. Stay well. 

[IRINA, spoken]
Go well, my father. 
(sung)
When you have fled from me, my love, my own
I've waited quietly here alone
So come back at midnight
Or come back at dawn
Now that you're absent
I weep, you gone

Go well, though wild the road and far
Stay well through darkening days
Your star be still my luckiest star
Your ways, the luckiest ways
Though into storm your lone bark be driven
Though my eyes ache for you in vain
Though you bring fear at dawn, despair at even
Stay well, come well to my door again