Dok se ovi zidovi ne napune ljudima i naš grad ispuni tugom, naše ulice prijeplave suzama, dok god ne bude imao nitko od nas ništa da pije ili jede, vodu da pije, zrak da diše! Cassandra!
And our friends will flee here and flee here, flee here... until these walls are packed with broken people... and our city is filled with sorrow, our streets flooded with tears, until there will not be one of us... with food to eat, water to drink or air to breathe!