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lirik lagu chess – molokov and anatoly – musicals

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molokov: [spoken]
the man is utterly mad. believe me, anatoly, you’re
playing a lunatic.

anatoly: [spoken]
that’s the problem. he’s a brilliant lunatic, and you can’t
tell which way he’ll jump. like his game, he’s impossible
to -n-lyze. you can’t predict him, dissect him, which of
course means he’s not a lunatic at all.

molokov:
what we’ve just seen’s
a pathetic display
from a man who’s
beginning to crack.
he’s afraid–
he knows he isn’t
the player he was,
and he won’t get it back.

anatoly:
nonsense!
why do you people
always want to believe
third-rate propaganda?

molokov:
my friend, please relax,
we’re all on your side.
you know how you need us.

anatoly:
i don’t need my army
of so-called advisors,
and helpers
to tell me the man
who’s revitalized chess
single-handed
is more or less out of his brain,
when it’s very clear
he’s sane.

molokov:
listen, we don’t
underestimate trumper.
we won’t get caught
in that trap.
after all, winning or losing
reflects on us all.

anatoly:
oh, don’t give me that cr-p.
i win, no one else does,
and i take the rap if i lose.

molokov:
it’s not quite that simple–
the whole world’s tuned in,
we’re all on display.
we’re not merely sportsmen.

anatoly:
oh, please don’t start
spouting that old party line.
yes, i know it’s you job,
but just get out and get me
my chess-playing second.
in 36 hours we begin–
that is if you want to win!

molokov: [spoken]
wanting is not sufficient. we have to know. we have
to make sure. all men have a weakness. his is that
woman. take her, and you win the game.

anatoly: [spoken]
so you think i can’t win otherwise?

molokov: [spoken]
i’m not saying that. i’m just making certain. and she
is attractive. then there’s her intriguing family history–
hungary, 1956 and all that.

anatoly: [spoken]
i’m a chess player, mr. molokov. you go and play
these other games.

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