Finale: Sands of Time

[THE POET]
Play on the cymbal
The timbal, the lyre
Play with appropriate passion; fashion
Songs of delight and delicious desire
For the night of my nights!

[CALIPH]
Come where the so-well
Beloved is waiting

[MARSINAH]
Where the rose and jasmine mingle

[CALIPH & MARSINAH]
While I tell her the moon is for mating

[CALIPH, MARSINAH & THE POET]
And 'tis sin to be single!

[MEN & WOMEN]
Let peacocks and monkeys
In purple adornings
Show her way to the bridal chamber
Then get you gone
Till the morn of my mornings
After the night of my nights
After the night of my nights

[CALIPH]
'Tis the night of my nights!

[THE POET]
Princes come, princes go
An hour of pomp and show they know
Princes come
And over the sands
And over the sands of time
They go!

Wise men come
Every promising
The riddle of life to know
Wise men come come
Ah, but over the sands
The silent sands of time
They go!

Lovers come, lovers go
And all that there is to know
Lovers know, only lovers know!