Lady Capulet
God help us - this tyranny – keeps us apart.
God we are cold - poison has us soon - in its power.
The hate, the hate,
creeps upon you like a snake.
The hate, the hate,
Lingers in your heart for a long time.
The hate, the hate,
Is the poison in your blood.
The hate, the hate,
It burns in you with a constant glow.
I hate the hate.

Lady Montague
I agree with you - this enslavement - does not make us free.
This state of war – brings us only hardship – and achieves only
death.
The hate, the hate,
Robs us of all understanding.
The hate, the hate,
Tears up every bond of friendship.

Lady Capulet
The hate, the hate,
Why does it hold us in its spell?
The hate, the hate,
It is the most powerful Tyrant.

Lady Montague
Every night, while I’m awake,
My anger strikes at you like a tongue of flame.
Cursed, like you, to only seek hate,
We are lost like everyone here.

Lady Capulet
Do you see yet – these games of death
are a delusion – which cost us too much.
This cycle of terror, continues inexorably,
keeping us at odds, making no sense.

Both
What vows forced you into
these atrocities and falsehoods?
So finally we women hear from each other –
our feeling is we should trust each other.

Chorus
The hate, the hate…