"'Oh, dear! I can't understand that," said the princess. 'I dare say not. I didn't expect you would. But that's no reason why I shouldn't say it.'" ♪ Let me pass, let me pass. I am hungry for sweeter grass. Let me pass, let me pass. Soon the first shall be the last. The shadows on the wall Are not enough for me. I want the light behind All the shadowed shapes. ♪ I shall soon graze in greener fields Of grasses that whither not nor yield. My final prayer is a feeble bleat; The left path is never free. Let me pass, let me pass. ♪ Soon the first shall be the last.