Serenade

[DUSOLEIL]
Was it too beautiful to last?
Now I'm immured, now I'm stuck fast
I'm half without and half within

And look - my friends have come to call
To see the Wallman in his wall
And keep me warm and dry in winter

It seems the doctor found the cure
And though I've plenty to endure
My place in history's assured me

I'll face posterity in stone
But Isabelle must sleep alone

Her husband's locked away for life
So not a widow, nor a wife
Stuck in the middle, just like me

It all depends on who you know
The news guy's got a TV show
The painter's only painting me

And now the whore's a great succеss
She sold her story to the prеss
She sold the movie rights as well

But what of darling Isabelle?

[ISABELLE]
It was too beautiful to last
Now I'm like you, now I'm stuck fast
Between the future and the past

Perhaps I sinned, perhaps I strayed
Perhaps that's why I have been made
To lead a life of total virtue

Is there some way to set you free?
Pneumatic drill, or TNT?
But no - I wouldn't let them hurt you

It's almost certainly too late
So let's resign ourselves to fate

And every day, I'll come to call
To see my darling in his wall
And dream of what we might have known

And from now on, the world can see
How much you loved me
It will be preserved perpetually
In stone

[BOTH]
It was too beautiful to last
You're still my future, still my past

[DUSOLEIL]
My love

[ISABELLE]
My darling Passepartout

(She embraces him)

[BOTH]
My heart will always be
With you

(The WHORE separates ISABELLE from DUSOLEIL.)

[DUSOLEIL]
(CHORUS hums behind)
I was a mere civil servant
Hardly deserving of mention
I had my job and my pension
Nothing unusual or special about me

I went to work on a Monday
Worked as a clerk every Monday
And to the park on a Sunday
Never suspecting that one day

[Chorus]
That he'd be destined for glory
That he'd be part of a story
And that it still would be told
Today

[ALL]
There is a wall on the Rue St. Vincent
In the 18th
Arrondissement
There is a statue that's there to this day
Of Monsieur Dusoleil!