Gaeta's eyes slip closed. It nearly looks, for a moment, as if he's dozed off again.
And then his hand unconsciously tightens on his right leg, and he begins to sing.
"Alone she sleeps in the shirt of man With my three wishes clutched in her hand..."
(It fills the entire cart. He may not claim to be much of a musician, but Gaeta undoubtedly sounds like one.)
"The first that she be spared the pain That comes from a dark and laughing rain When she finds love, may it always stay true This I beg for the second wish I made too..."
As the song gains momentum, so does his voice, building to a sweeping crescendo on the final lines.
"But wish no more My life you can take To have her please just one day wake To have her please just one day wake To have her please...
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And then his hand unconsciously tightens on his right leg, and he begins to sing.
"Alone she sleeps in the shirt of man
With my three wishes clutched in her hand..."
(It fills the entire cart. He may not claim to be much of a musician, but Gaeta undoubtedly sounds like one.)
"The first that she be spared the pain
That comes from a dark and laughing rain
When she finds love, may it always stay true
This I beg for the second wish I made too..."
As the song gains momentum, so does his voice, building to a sweeping crescendo on the final lines.
"But wish no more
My life you can take
To have her please just one day wake
To have her please just one day wake
To have her please...
Just one day wake."