[00:00.000] 作词 : Leonard Bernstein/Voltaire/Hugh Wheeler/Lillian Hellman/John La Touche/Dorothy Parker/Stephen Sondheim/Richard Wilbur/John Wells
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Leonard Bernstein
[00:56.190]Hoy-oy-oy-oy-oy!
[01:09.709]Quiet.
[01:12.976]No doubt you'll think I'm giving in
[01:19.249]To petulance and malice,
[01:25.143]But in candor I am forced to say
[01:30.887]That I'm sick of gracious living in
[01:36.078]This stuffy little palace
[01:42.862]And I wish that I could leave today.
[01:57.421]I have suffered a lot
[01:59.526]And I'm certainly not
[02:02.200]Unaware that this life has its black side.
[02:06.849]I have starved in a ditch,
[02:09.325]I've been burned for a witch,
[02:11.864]And I'm missing the half of my backside.
[02:18.045]I've been beaten and whipped
[02:21.024]And repeatedly stripped,
[02:23.246]I've been forced into all kinds of whoredom;
[02:28.664]But I'm finding of late
[02:30.912]That the very worst fate
[02:33.583]Is to perish of comfort and BOREDOM.
[02:39.964]Quiet.
[02:41.648]It was three years ago,
[02:43.985]As you very well know,
[02:46.264]That you said we would soon have a wedding;
[02:51.311]Every day you forget
[02:53.912]What you promised, and yet
[02:56.215]You continue to rumple my bedding.
[03:02.593]I'll no longer bring shame
[03:05.402]On my family name,
[03:07.464]I had rather lie down and be buried;
[03:12.519]No, I'll not lead the life
[03:14.860]Of an unwedded wife:
[03:17.117]Tell me, when are we going to be MARRIED?
[03:23.246]Quiet.
[03:25.007]I was once, what is more,
[03:27.032]Nearly sawed in four
[03:29.354]By a specially clumsy magician;
[03:33.942]And you'd think I would feel
[03:36.319]After such an ordeal
[03:38.668]That there's charm in my present position.
[03:44.659]But I'd far rather be
[03:46.962]In a tempest at sea,
[03:49.249]Or a bloody North African riot,
[03:53.839]Than to sit in this dump
[03:56.169]On what's left of my rump
[03:58.572]And put up with this terrible QUIET
[04:02.702]Comfort and boredom and QUIET
[04:04.447]When are we going to be MARRIED?
[04:07.361]When are we going to be...
[04:09.091]Quiet!

作词 : Leonard Bernstein/Voltaire/Hugh Wheeler/Lillian Hellman/John La Touche/Dorothy Parker/Stephen Sondheim/Richard Wilbur/John Wells
作曲 : Leonard Bernstein
Hoy-oy-oy-oy-oy!
Quiet.
No doubt you'll think I'm giving in
To petulance and malice,
But in candor I am forced to say
That I'm sick of gracious living in
This stuffy little palace
And I wish that I could leave today.
I have suffered a lot
And I'm certainly not
Unaware that this life has its black side.
I have starved in a ditch,
I've been burned for a witch,
And I'm missing the half of my backside.
I've been beaten and whipped
And repeatedly stripped,
I've been forced into all kinds of whoredom;
But I'm finding of late
That the very worst fate
Is to perish of comfort and BOREDOM.
Quiet.
It was three years ago,
As you very well know,
That you said we would soon have a wedding;
Every day you forget
What you promised, and yet
You continue to rumple my bedding.
I'll no longer bring shame
On my family name,
I had rather lie down and be buried;
No, I'll not lead the life
Of an unwedded wife:
Tell me, when are we going to be MARRIED?
Quiet.
I was once, what is more,
Nearly sawed in four
By a specially clumsy magician;
And you'd think I would feel
After such an ordeal
That there's charm in my present position.
But I'd far rather be
In a tempest at sea,
Or a bloody North African riot,
Than to sit in this dump
On what's left of my rump
And put up with this terrible QUIET
Comfort and boredom and QUIET
When are we going to be MARRIED?
When are we going to be...
Quiet!