[NARRATOR, spoken]
Cinderella had planted a branch at the grave of her mother, and she visited there so often and wept so much her that her tears watered until it had become a handsome tree

[CINDERELLA]
I've been good and I've been kind, Mother
Doing only what I learned from you
Why, then, am I left behind, Mother
Is there something more that I should do?
What is wrong with me Mother?
Something must be wrong
I wish...

[CINDERELLA'S MOTHER, spoken]
What child? Specify, opportunity is not a lengthy visitor and good fortune like that can befall when least expected

(sung)
Do you know what you wish?
Are you certain what you wish is what you want?
If you know what you want, then make a wish
Ask the tree
And you shall have your wish

[CINDERELLA]
Shiver and quiver, little tree
Silver and gold throw down on me
I'm off to get my wish