The Singer:
The Ironshirts took the child away, the preacious child.
The unhappy girl followed them to the city, the dangerous place.
The real mother demanded the child back. The foster mother faced the trial.
Who will try the case, on whom will the child be bestowed?
Who will be the Judge? A good one, a bad one?
The city was in flames. On the Judgment Seat sat Azdak.