[The alchemist, the knight, the squire and the gypsy go to the Isle of the Dead carrying the prophetess' body on the boat].

ALCHEMIST: [Paddling the boat]. We will watch over the body on this Island where there is the sanctuary of the dead ... Rest in peace ... Forever, my dear prophetess ...

In the wake of the emerald-green waters with these transparent waves shining with the silver ring of the gray moon, I try to close my e