Think of methink of me fondly,when we've said
goodbye.Remember meonce in a while -please promise meyou'll
try.FIRMINAndre, this is doing nothing for my
nerves.ANDREDon't fret, Firmin.CHRISTINEWhen you findthat,
onceagain, you longto take your heart backand be free -if
youever finda moment,spare a thoughtfor me(Transformation to the
Gala. CHRISTINE isrevealed in full costume)We never saidour
lovewas evergreen,or as unchangingas the sea -but ifyou can
stillrememberstop and thinkof me . . .Think of all the
thingswe've shared and seen -don't think about the
thingswhich might have been . . .Think of me,think of me
waking,silent andresigned.Imagine me,trying too hardto put
youfrom my mind.Recall those dayslook backon all those
times,think of the thingswe'll never do -there willnever
bea day, whenI won't thinkof you . .(Applause, bravos.
Prominent among the bravos, thoseof the young RAOUL in the
MANAGERS' box)RAOULCan it be?Can it be Christine?Bravo!(he
raises his opera-glasses)What a change!You're reallynot a
bitthe gawkish girlthat once you were...(lowering his
opera-glasses)She maynot rememberme, butI
rememberher...CHRISTINEWe never saidour lovewas evergreen,or as
unchangingas the sea -but pleasepromise me,that sometimesyou
will think of me!