[CLARA] Giorgio I stand here staring at the sunrise Thinking how we've never seen a sunrise Together Thinking that the sunrise only means another day Without you And thinking can our love survive So much separation Keep itself alive Much less thrive? If only you were here If I could feel your touch I wouldn't have such fear If only we had more than letters Holding us together If we just could hold each other Now the sunrise then could be A thing that I could see And merely think how beautiful [CLARA & GIORGIO] Giorgio I now sit staring at the mirror You may not believe it but I swear, as I stare, there it is, plain as day: a grey hair [GIORGIO] Of which I was unaware Which is more than I can bear Which I'm ripping out right now And am sending on to you As a milestone of my age As a turning of the page Perhaps when next we meet I'll be a sorry sight You won't know who I am My hair completely white My face, a ma** of wrinkles What will you feel then? My Giorgio: Time is now our enemy! [FOSCA, spoken] You came a great distance to read her letters