Yes, Mr. Todd, yes, all around. It's man devouring man, my dear, And who are we to deny it in here? Ah, these are desperate times, Mrs. Lovett, and desperate measures are called for. Here we are now, hot out of the oven... What is that? It's priest. Have a little priest. Is it really good? Sir, it's too good, at least. Then again, they don't commit sins of the flesh, so it's pretty fresh. Awful lot of fat. - Only where it sat. Haven't you got poet or something like that? No, you see the trouble with poet is, how do you know it's deceased? Try the priest. Lawyer's rather nice. If it's for a price. Order something else, though, to follow, since no one should swallow it twice. Anything that’s lean. Well, then, if you’re British and loyal, you might... ...might enjoy Royal Marine. Anyway, it's clean. Though, of course, it tastes of wherever it's been. Is that squire on the fire? Mercy no, sir, look closer, you'll notice it's grocer. Looks thicker. More like vicar. No, it has to be grocer - it's green. The history of the world, my love- Save a lot of graves, do a lot of relatives favors... Is those below serving those up above. Everybody shaves, so there should be plenty of flavors... How gratifying for once to know- That those above will serve those down below! What is that? It's fop. Finest in the shop. Or we have some shepherd's pie peppered With actual shepherd on top. And I've just begun. Here's a politician - so oily, it's served with a doily- Have one? Put it on a bun. Well, you never know if it's going to run. Try the friar. Fried, it's drier. No, the clergy is really too coarse and too mealy. Then actor - That's compacter. Yes, and always arrives overdone. I'll come again when you have Judge on the menu... Have charity towards the world, my pet- Yes, yes, I know, my love We'll take the customers that we can get. High,born and low, my love. We'll not discriminate great from small. No, we'll serve anyone- We’ll serve anyone- And to anyone at all! So it's true. Sir... A gentlemen knocks before entering a lady's room. Indeed he does... But I see no lady. I told myself the sailor was lying... That my Johanna would never betray me. Never hurt me so. Sir... I will leave this place. I think that only appropriate. Since you no longer find my company to your liking, we shall provide you with new lodgings. Until this moment I have spared the rod... And the ungrateful child has broken my heart. When you have learned to appreciate what you have, perhaps we shall meet again. Until then... Think on your sins. JOHANNA! Where are you taking her?! Tell me or I swear by God...! Would you kill me, boy?! Here i stand! I feel you, Johanna, I feel you. Do they think that walls can hide you? Even now I'm at your window. I am in the dark beside you, buried sweetly in your yellow hair, Johanna... And are you beautiful and pale, with yellow hair, like her? I'd want you beautiful and pale, the way I've dreamed you were... Johanna... And if you're beautiful, what then, with yellow hair, like wheat? I think we shall not meet again- My little dove, my sweet... Johanna... I'll steal you, Johanna Goodbye, Johanna, You're gone, and yet you're mine. I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine! Smoke! Smoke! Sign of the devil! Sign of the devil! City on fire! Witch! Witch! Smell it, sir! An evil smell! Every night at the vespers bell- Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell- City on fire! City on fire... Mischief! Mischief! Mischief... And if I never hear your voice, my turtledove, my dear, I still have reason to rejoice: The way ahead is clear... Johanna... I feel you... - And in that darkness when I'm blind Johanna... - with what I can't forget- It's always morning in my mind, my little lamb, my pet... Johanna... You stay, Johanna... The way I've dreamed you are. Oh look, Johanna-, A star! - Buried sweetly in your yellow ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Новичок на английском - текст Мятеж на Баунти на английском - текст Ностальгия на английском - текст Республика ШКИД на английском - текст Поздние цветы на английском |