2018.03.07.
Closing Ballad
So the robbers went off, got a bit of their goldAnd they made for the children a deal
Up and down through the land was their story soon told
And that's why it's now over over and sealed
Many days lay a child at the orphanage door
They were given a home and a bed
And the children's flock grew, cloaks and hats they wore
Like the robbers, the three, but in red
And a laughter broke out, took through the air
The entire building would sound
You'd see children looking out the windows up there
Only happy faces to be found
And children grow up, first in size, then in age
Girls become women, boys men
And the women and men fall in love and engage
To add new kids to the band