Текст песни House of Leaves - Poe

Spanish schoolteacher: WELL, NOW AFTER ALL THAT
THINKING, WOULDN'T IT BE FINE IF
WE COULD TAKE A LITTLE TRIP? WE WILL DO IT. I
KNOW A GAME WE ALL LIKE TO PLAY
INSIDE LA CASA--THE HOUSE. WE WILL PLAY HIDE AND
SEEK.

Daughter:
I can hear myself; I'm somewhere in there... What's
Happening? DADDY?

Mother:
Nobody's home... NOBODY'S HOME...

Father:
I thought he was dead

Daughter:
Where are you?

Father:
Dead.

(DAUGHTER CRYING.)
{Father: (soft) I WASN'T SURE IF I'M GOING
TO SURVIVE THIS HORROR...}

Brother: NO ONE SHOULD (fading) BRAVE THE
UNDERWORLD ALONE.

French song ("DOMINIQUE"):
Mother and Father:
Dominique, nique, nique
S'en allait tout simplement
Routier pauvre et chantant
En tous chemins, en tous lieux
Il ne parle que du bon Dieu
Il ne parle que du bon Dieu

Father:
Try now to take the next step.

(RING.)
Father:
You sing very well Annie.
(RING.)

Mother:
Hello? HELLO?

Daughter:
MOM?