[DAHL]
I saw the dedication. "To Nikolai Dahl." Thank you

[RACH]
Well, thank you

[DAHL]
I'll see you again next week?

[RACH]
Yes, Yes you will
Oh—do I owe you anything?

[DAHL]
Do you owe me anything?

[RACH]
Yes

[DAHL]
Oh my dear
You owe me thunder
You owe me Russia
You owe me vibration and resonance
And the shaking of my bones
You owe me cloves and lavender
And asteroids hurtling through space
And dances on tabletops
And glasses smashed on the floor

You owe me twilight
Midnight and sunrise

Rage and fury in a dance of minor thirds
On the very highest keys of the piano
And deep dark bells
Tolling at the bottom of the melancholy sea

And lilacs
White lilacs

You owe me all of this
For centuries to come