(In her last hours, images, people and events from EVA's

life flow through her mind, while the grief of the nation

knows no bounds)



EVA

The choice was mine and mine completely

I could have any prize that I desired

I could burn with the splendor of the brightest fire

Or else--or else I could choose time

Remember I was very young then

And a year was forever and a day

So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?

I saw the lights and I was on my way



And how I lived! How they shone!

But how soon the lights were gone!



(The moment EVA dies, EMBALMERS move in to

preserve her fragile body)



CHE

The choice was your's and no one else's

You can cry for a body in despair

Hang your head because she is no longer there

To shine, or dazzle, or betray.

How she lived, how she shined

But how soon the lights were gone





EMBALMERS

Eyes, hair, face, image

All must be preserved

Still life displayed forever

No less than she deserved