Soon, curtains appeared around the stage, offering a hidden path out the room, and some two minutes later, Glain came out. Dressed in dark clothes again, he looked at his audience. “My dearest ones, I have the pleasure to open the stage tonight with a song I hope you’ll enjoy. Father,” he smiled at Nall, “This comes with a special feeling for you and mother.” That said, he clapped his fingers three times and music started to play. Something cheerful and simple, popular and easy to sing and dance along. Swaying on the tune, Glain started to sing.
“I was born in glorious Cardassia, Where the sun is warm and the wind can sing, I am so proud to be here, I am so glad to be here, Life shines in my eyes, My scales glisten like the sea…”
“But you are not Cardassian!” a voice from behind the curtains sang viciously. It did sound like Glain’s and caused some surprise. “It takes more than a birthplace," it continued, "More than sharpness in the eyes, More than scales and ridges, To call yourself a true Cardassian!"
“I am so smart and so witty," Glain started singing again in reply, "I am so good at kotra, And I can dance, And I can sing, I'm so graceful and nice, Oh, everybody loves me!"
“But you are not Cardassian!” the voice accused again, "It takes more than a brain, More than elegance in the moves, More than eloquence in the voice, To call yourself a true Cardassian!"
“I am lawful and kind,” the dialogue went on, "I never make a mistake, And my records are clean, And my success is at hand, I'm so cooperative, Always eager to help!"
“But you are not a Cardassian! It takes more than carefulness, More than spotless records, More than achievements, To call yourself a true Cardassian!"
“Then tell me!” Glain shouted at the curtain. “And make me!”
“Oh, child, sweetscale, don't you know in your heart?” Another Glain finally came out of the dark, dressed in the black dress tailored by Garak, and wearing eyeliner, dark lipstick and black makeup on the chufa, turning it into a void-like hole with a sparkling white gem in the middle. Terrifying, almost, although the apparition didn’t fail to stir some laugh. He glared at the audience with malice. And the both of them started singing again, in dialogue – this time, the Glain in dress was echoing more cheerfully.
“I love my father, I love my mother, By their love, I live today, For the sleepless nights, For the love and care, For the skills you passed on me, How can I ever thank you enough?"
“Be a true Cardassian! Your family's true reward, Your joy and your pride, To call yourself a true Cardassian!"
“I follow the path my parents chose for me, In their wisdom, in their generous hearts, They set it for me, They laid it for me, And gladly I walk it, How I respect my family!"
“Be a true Cardassian! Your legacy's your career, Your path of success, To call yourself a true Cardassian!"
“My life I dedicate to the State, Cardassia, you order and I obey, You give me purpose, You give me a meaning, You are my very first love, To give myself to you is no sacrifice!"
“He's a true Cardassian! He fits in and shines, He represents what he's part of, He calls himself a true Cardassian!"
For the last stanza, a child dressed in white suddenly appeared out of thin air to sing along, and it took only a second for all to realize it was a younger version of Glain.
“Oh, Cardassia, Oh, father, oh, mother! I am your son as you see me, I am your son as you made me, A true Cardassian, A true Cardassian.”