#3

Recitativo, Scena, Aria e Cabaletta

Recitativo

After having a session with a Chinese expert on Hungarian music

I walked down the street

Trees, water

Trees and ducks

Trees

I dunno how, I arrived at her place

Knock the door, she opens

(pronounced with a certain mood)

Her place typical Dutch.

Black dress, or just dark color

We enter the living room

Scena

White room

White walls

White chairs

White room

White table

without chairs

White room

without walls

White walls

like a hospital

White fireplace

no fire

no fireplace

we are sitting on

White chairs

nearby the fireplace

White table

She told me “I wanna divorce”

I told her “I dunno, the situation is...”

Her husband entered the room

Aria

Tall with dark hair

his eyes

his lips

his skin

naked

White towel

(probably he was having a shower)

White towel

dark eyes

dark hair

mmmmmmm

MACHO

(lowering her eyes)

forgive me

Handsome

mmmmmmmmmm

we shook hands

his hands

his strenght

his dark hand

his dark strenght

White towel

He said “Hi!”

I said “I have nothing to say...”

I thought that he knew that I know about the divorce

I remained speechless

Then I left

Walking down the street

explosive thoughts

Cabaletta

Is she going to divorce?

Is he going to divorce?

Are they going to divorce?

I want him mine

Is she going to divorce?

Is he going to divorce?

Are they going to divorce?

I want him mine

What' s the matter?

Is she going to divorce?

Is he going to divorce?

Are they going to divorce?

What' s the matter?

I want him mine

Is she going to divorce?

Is he going to divorce?

What' s the matter?

Are they going to divorce?

I want him mine

Is she going to divorce?

What' s the matter?

Is he going to divorce?

Are they going to divorce?

I want him mine

What' s the matter?

I want him mine