Lady Macbeth’s curtain call

To bed, to bed! There’s knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed!
To bed, to bed! There’s knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed!