Act 3 — SCENE VIII.
Charles Renauld translation
CYRANO, CHRISTIAN.
CHRISTIAN.
Obtain for me that kiss!
CYRANO.
No, Sir!
CHRISTIAN.
But, sooner or later, you know....
CYRANO.
True,
The time will come, that time of bliss intense, When each will fall into the other's arms, And blond mustache to rosy lips will go!
(aside)
'Twas better that at least I cause the bliss.
(Window above opens. Christian conceals himself beneath the balcony.)