Almost as soon as it started, Alegrķa - the cry for help; of contrasting worlds: those who have power supressing those who do not - comes to a close. Change has begun; the Human Spirit lives on. The White Singer fills the stage with the show's signature song:

  Alegrķa, come un lampo di vita
  Alegrķa, come un pazzo gridar
  Alegrķa, del delituso grido.
  Bella ruggente pene, seren.
  Come un assalto di gioia, Alegrķa!

  I see a spark of life shining, Alegrķa
  I hear a young minstrel sing, Alegrķa
  A Beautiful roaring scream of joy and sorrow,
  so extreme. There is a love in me raging,
  Alegrķa! A joyous, magical feeling!

The Old Birds are once again on stage with their glassless mirrors. The artists step back through and the Old Birds dance about. Performers fill the stage and bow. As the performers retreat, the Strong Man steps forward and roars a beatiful roaring scream and the lights dim. Alegrķa ends.