[CANDIDE]
Soon, when we feel we can afford it,
We'll build a modest little farm.
[CUNEGONDE]
We'll buy a yacht and live aboard it,
Rolling in luxury and stylish charm.
[CANDIDE]
Cows and chickens.
[CUNEGONDE]
Social whirls.
[CANDIDE]
Peas and cabbage.
[CUNEGONDE]
Ropes of pearls.
[CANDIDE]
Soon there'll be little ones beside us;
We'll have a sweet Westphalian home.
[CUNEGONDE]
Somehow we'll grow as rich as Midas;
We'll live in Paris when we're not in Rome.
[CANDIDE]
Smiling babies.
[CUNEGONDE]
Marble halls.
[CANDIDE]
Sunday picnics.
[CUNEGONDE]
Costume balls.
Oh, won't my robes of silk and satin
Be chic! I'll have all that I desire.
[CANDIDE]
Pangloss will tutor us in Latin
And Greek while we sit before the fire.
[CUNEGONDE]
Glowing rubies.
[CANDIDE]
Glowing logs.
[CUNEGONDE]
Faithful servants.
[CANDIDE]
Faithful dogs.
[CUNEGONDE]
We'll round the world enjoying high life,
All bubbly pink champagne and gold.
[CANDIDE]
We'll lead a rustic and a shy life,
Feeding the pigs and sweetly growing old.
[CUNEGONDE]
Breast of peaco*k.
[CANDIDE]
Apple pie.
[CUNEGONDE]
I love marriage.
[CANDIDE]
So do I.
[CUNEGONDE & CANDIDE]
Oh, happy pair!
Oh, happy we!
It's very rare
How we agree.
[NARRATOR]
The Baron and his family are outraged. Candide is an
illegitimate cousin, a social inferior. How dare he embrace the
daughter of a Westphalian Baron? He is brutally expelled
from Schloss Thunder-ten-Tronck and wanders alone - with
only his optimism to cling to.