| Te lucis ante terminum (Abbot, Monks) |
| I am the ferryman (Ferryman) |
| I come from the Westland (Traveller) |
| But first may I ask you what is that strange noise? (Ferryman) |
| Clear as the sky without a cloud (Madwoman) |
| Near the Black Mountains there I dwelt (Madwoman) |
| A thousand leagues may sunder a mother and her son (Abbot, Pilgrims) |
| Ignorant man! You refuse a passage to me... (Madwoman) |
| I beg your pardon (Ferryman) |
| Curlew River, smoothly flowing... (Traveller, Abbot, Pilgrims) |
| Today is an important day (Ferryman) |
| Look! While you were listening to my story... (Ferryman) |
| Ferryman, tell me, when did it happen? (Madwoman) |
| Hoping, I wandered on (Madwoman) |
| He whose life was full of promise (Abbot) |
| The moon has risen (Abbot, Pilgrims) |
| Go your way in peace, mother (Spirit) |
| Good souls, we have shown you... (Abbot) |