In Many Rooms in the House at Pau lyrics
In Many Rooms in the House at Pau
This is what I ought to feel on stage...
Soaring up like snow-capped mountains...
I feel your beauty and your rage...
I could be those tumbling forests,
I could play those jagged hillsides...
Star of mountain,
Star of valley...
Would Madam care for breakfast?
Will croissants and fresh coffee do?
Whenever we see those mountains,
We will think of me and you...
George insists on magnificent views.
I think I should like your uncle...
Alex, she's beautiful. Who is she?
My aunt Delia. She was an actress too.
Delia! Was she famous?
Yes. But she died very young. That's why my uncle doesn't
come down here very often. Too many memories.
Haven't I seen that somewhere before?
Not the one you're thinking of. That's in the Louvre.
George did that one. Some people call it fraud, but he prefers to
think of it as a tribute.
ALEX (brandishing a rapier)
ROSE (parrying with a tennis racket)
Promise me today will never ever end!
ROSE (pulling out various tins)
Caviar! Anchovies! Peaches in brandy! We can have a banquet tonight!
When he does get down here, George doesn't believe in having to rough it.
I could get to like it here!
Let's not ever think of leaving!
Look at this. Pierrot. Carmen.
For the ballroom? Or the bedroom?
M?rim?e, "L'Occasion". I know this -- it's a wonderful play!
Let's do it. You can be the priest, I'll be Do?a Maria Colemenares.
But I don't know anything about the theatre.
I'll teach you. We'll do it. Tonight.
"What are you doing? Pull yourself together..."
This one is gorgeous!
ALEX (looking up)
It was her favorite dress...
He must have loved her so much.
Rose, leave things as they are...
I can just see her...
I feel I know her... Last Update: June, 10th 2013