This night of disguises and social surprises To some seems quixotic, to some idiotic This seems…
Women:
All week we’ve been primping, on meals we’ve been skimping In hopes of procuring a partner alluring Tonight…
Men:
Tonight those transgressional reserve the confessional
Women:
While others hold forums on social decorum
Mme. Giry:
Now, darling, while dancing, skip the romancing Look stunning while shunning, the boys will come running
Carlotta:
And always ignore the ones who adore you Work them like puppets!
Meg:
But that’s mean!
Carlotta:
Oh, they love it!
Chorus:
And so it goes, we pass through these rituals One by one, and slowly but surely We learn all the games, rekindle old flames By staking our claim or taking the blame
Tenors:
Forgive me, my dear, for the lack of restraint But these well-rehearsed graces bring sanctioned embraces
Basses:
And though it’s quite clear that I’m less than a saint With utmost refinement, I’ll seek our entwinement Tonight
Women:
Tonight if by chance I save you a dance Please muster resistance, maintain proper distances
Men:
But dear, though a gentleman never indulges These costumes have loose threads and unexplained bulges
Chorus:
And so it goes, we pass through these rituals One by one, and sooner or later It’s all said and done, from birthstones to headstones We never outrun the devil behind us And still we persist as we lay all the groundwork For finding perfection and marital bliss
Erik:
Oh, Christine, the time is now To stand beside me and make your vow I know you’re somewhere within this room I can hear your voice, I smell your perfume When our eyes meet as if in a trance I will take your hand and say Darling, may I have this dance?
Men:
May I have this dance?
Women:
Yes, I’d love to dance! (dance break)
Chorus:
Ghosts are in our midst tonight…
Erik:
Christine, I see you among these peasants You wear my ring but you mock my presence
Chorus:
Burning faces, hiding places, voices calling
Erik:
It burns to see you with him Don’t you know that I hung a man on a whim? Sweet, I can smell your perfume Just as sweet as revenge Then we can dance on his tomb!
Chorus:
And so it goes, we pass through these rituals One by one, and slowly but surely We learn all the games, forget all their names One more glass of champagne, who can really complain?
Women:
And so it goes, one by one Passing through rituals
Men:
Never sure how, but then never doubting That we’ll get through these rituals
Women:
Then through each ritual and slowly but surely
Chorus:
We go…
Erik:
Christine…!
Chorus:
As we one by one pass through these rituals of life!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
