blessed, oh, blessed be our meeting on this morning of pentecost. then i am lost. lost. unless you can answer riddles. tell me. tell you. yes, i will. where has peer gynt been since you saw him last? been? with the mark of destiny on his brow as he sprang forth in the mind of god. can you tell me that? if not, i must go to my home down in the land of mists. that riddle is easy. tell me, where was my self, my true self, my whole self? in my faith, in my hope and in my love. what do you say? now, you speak riddles. ah, then you are the mother to that child. yes, i am. but who is its father? it is he who forgives when the mother prays. my mother, my wife, oh, thou pure woman. hide me in my love. oh, hide me, hide me. ♪ sleep, oh sleep, my dearest boy ♪ ♪ i will cradle you, i will guard you ♪ ♪ sleep, oh sleep, my love, my joy ♪ ♪ sleep now and rest you sat on my lap. we played together. the livelong day you've lain on my breast. you've always been close to my heart. now you're tired. you can rest. [humming] we shall meet at the last crossroads, peer. ♪ sleep, oh sleep