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La bohème, SC 67, Act I: This Red Sea Passage feels deep and chill to me (Marcello, Rodolfo, Colline)
David Parry
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This Red Sea passage feels damp and chilly to me
As if a stream down my back were flowing
But in revenge of Pharaoh, I will drown!
And you?
See how the smoke is lazily drifting up
From the stoves all over Paris
And yet that stove beside us does nothing more
To earn an honest living
Than lie in idleness, just like a lawn
It's a very long time since we paid his lawful wages
The fumes are the forest who whines under the snow
Rodolfo, let me tell you a thought that overwhelms me
I'm simply frozen
And I, Marcello, to be candid
Have no faith in the sweat on my forehead
All my fingers are frozen
Just as if they'd been touching that iceberg
Touching that block of marble, the hearts of folks would flicker
Alas! A stove that squanders a lot of fuel
Too quickly!
Well, a man does the burning
And the woman the lighting
As the one becomes ashes
The other stands and watches
But meanwhile here we're freezing
I'm dying of hunger
We must have a fire
I have it! This chair will be our salvation!
Eureka!
You've found it?
Yes! My genius is awakened
My ideas come fast and furious
Let's burn the Red Sea
No! Think of the smell it would make here
What my drama, my beautiful drama
Shall give us once
You're not going to read it? You'll freeze me!
No! The paper in flames shall be burning
The soul to its heaven returning
Great loss, but the world yet must bear it
For Rome is in peril
Great soul!
Let's start with the first act
Right
Tear it
And light it
March in for the blaze!
March in for the blaze!
Surely a Dutchman would see to be dawning
A precious Eden in the cake my volumes are pawning
What are you burning?
Quiet! You're watching my drama
In action!
Indeed, I find it sparkling, brilliant
It's too short-winded
Brevity's deemed a virtue
Your chair, if you'll permit me
I cannot stand these endless intermissions
Hurry!
Here is the next act
Hush!
Not a whisper!