Think Of Me

Think of me, think of me fondly,

when we've said goodbye.

Remember me every so often -- promise me you'll try.


FIRMIN:

Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.


ANDRE:

Don't fret, Firmin.


CHRISTINE:

On that day, that not so distant day,

When you are far away and free,

If you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me ...

And though it's clear, though it was always clear

That this was never meant to be,

If you happen to remember, stop and think of me ....

Think of August when the trees were green -

Don't think about the ways things might have been ...

Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigned.

Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind.

Think of me, please say you'll think of me,

Whatever else you choose to do --

There will never be a day when I won't think of you ...


RAOUL:

Can it be? Can it be Christine? Bravo!

Long ago ... It seems so long ago ... How young and

innocent we were ... She may not remember me, but

I remember her ...


CHRISTINE:

Flowers fade, the fruits of Summer fade -- they have

their season, so do we ... But please promise me that

sometimes, you will think ... ... of me!


GIRY:

Yes, you did well. He will be pleased.

(to the DANCERS) And you! You were a disgrace tonight!

Such ronds de jambe! Such temps de cuisse! Come, we rehearse. Now!