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DONKEY SKIN
Based on the Fairy Tale by Charles Perrault
Once upon a time there was a king so great,
so loved by his people and so respected by neighboring kingdoms
that he was the happiest of monarchs.
And his happiness was even greater
for having chosen a beautiful and virtuous wife.
The couple lived in perfect harmony.
They had a daughter of such grace and charm
that they never regretted having but one child.
Their palace was a marvel of taste and abundance.
The buildings were magnificent,
and the vast stables were filled with the most handsome steeds.
But what most surprised visitors
was a donkey displayed in the most prominent place.
This iniquity may surprise you,
but when you learn of the creature's rare ability,
you will agree that this honor was its due.
However, the vicissitudes of life fall on kings as well,
and the greatest good is always mixed with misfortune.
The queen was suddenly stricken with a cruel malady,
and neither the physicians well-versed in Greek
nor the quacks in vogue could do aught for her.
Allow me, before I die, to make one request.
If you should wish to remarry —
No, my dearest queen. I would never think of it.
Ask instead that I follow you.
Our love says I can believe you,
but the state demands heirs.
I gave you only a daughter.
Your advisors will demand a son in your image.
Hush.
Listen to me.
Swear by the love you bear me
to marry again only when you've found
a woman more beautiful than myself.
Impossible!
Swear it so that I may die content.
I swear it.
The queen is dead!
Come, Father.
Leave me, child.
I never wish to see you again.
The royal cabinet!
Speak.
We think it is bad for you to remain alone —
and bad for the state.
Solitude is unhealthy for kings. It is time you remarried.
Why do you always ask the impossible?
The state needs a male heir for its peace and tranquility.
The kingdom is at peace and does not desire war.
Your advisors can but approve of your policy,
but we are supposed to advise you as well.
I understand your reasons. I can remarry,
but I swore to the queen to wed only a princess
more beautiful than she.
- That was a vain promise. - How so?
A queen's beauty matters little provided she's virtuous and fertile.
I do not agree,
and I will not break my promise.
Seek in neighboring kingdoms
a princess who might suit me.
I wish but to please.
The prime minister!
Now the trouble begins.
You're burning me!
I beg your pardon, Your Majesty.
Well?
Two of our messengers have brought us
some charming portraits.
If they're like the others, no, thank you.
Those were so badly done that you couldn't tell
whether the girl was pretty or stupid.
Let me see.
This one's father has the largest kingdom you could —
Come now! Let me see!
She's hideous!
Her father would give you half his land —
Let him keep it all.
Would you have an ugly woman on my arm?
This one is no youth,
but her fortune exceeds by far —
The number of her years!
Sadness.
Boredom.
Pride.
Hypocrisy.
They're all one-eyed or hunchbacks
or perhaps deaf.
Have fairy-tale princesses
all disappeared?
There is this one.
Let me see.
Good God, she's lovely!
You kept her a secret, you traitor.
How sweet! How pure!
How graceful!
Look at the line of that shoulder.
Who is she?
Your daughter, sire.
Love is worn around the neck
The heart is mad
Four arms entwined
The soul is glad
Like a scarf woven of white wool
Love forms a knot
Love, love
Has made me mad
Love often makes a clamor
In youth
It cries, it stings
It swears false oaths
It makes those lovers suffer
Who refuse to turn the page
Love, love
Is never wise
How lovely she is!
Lovelier than the queen, sire,
and much more charming and intelligent.
When it has lived too long
With contented heart
Love, at the slightest snag
Frays
Caught on the nail of memory
Love dies in time
Love, love
I love you so!
Love, love
I love you so!
Your father, the king, has sent for you.
Love, love, I love you so!
You sent for me, Father?
Does that surprise you?
You've refused to see me since my mother's death.
Did that hurt you?
- Yes, Father. - I am sorry.
Solitude has been my sole companion.
I have decided that that must end.
Arise, dear daughter.
I was listening to you.
Your singing enchanted me.
If your soul is sensitive to music,
perhaps you do not dislike poetry either.
I know little poetry, but I enjoy it.
I have some poems from the future.
The ancients wrote well,
but the poets of tomorrow
may delight you more.
"Listening to your fairy lute,
trees and stones follow you, Orpheus,
letting you shape them as you choose.
Clio, the barmaid,
Calliope phoning in a scoop …
Urania turning on the gaslights
that paint the trees from below."
Do you like it?
It's troubling.
Your godmother, the lilac fairy, gave it to me.
Her knowledge of the future amazes me.
Listen to this one. It suits the moment so well.
"The ring is slipped on the finger
after a kiss seals our vows.
What our lips murmured
is in the ring on the finger.
Weave roses through your hair."
I love you, my daughter, and wish to marry you.
Poetry deranges you, Father.
I beg you to stop.
- Do you love me? - Very much.
Very much is not enough.
Allow me to go, Father. I feel weary and troubled.
Be that as it may, I have decided to marry you,
and marry you I will.
Ask not such a crime of me. Let me think on it.
I give you until tomorrow.
You are wise and learned.
Your counsel has never led me astray.
I love the princess and wish to marry her.
Is mine a sinful love?
Is the princess fond of Your Majesty?
She says she loves me very much,
yet she's confused.
Do you see what I mean?
The princess is too young to understand
the stirrings of her heart.
It's written here
that all little girls who are asked,
"Whom do you wish to marry when you grow up?"
reply without fail, "I want to marry Daddy."
Do you have a daughter?
Alas, no.
But if I did,
I would certainly marry her.
You are the wisest of the wise.
I shall marry the princess.
You at this hour!
You know I hate to be taken unawares.
Forgive me, godmother, but it's terribly urgent.
Come now.
Don't cry, child.
It will leave furrows on your face.
But it's too dreadful!
Calm down and have a seat.
No, not a word. I know all about it.
Let me finish dressing. And dry your tears.
You, go outside and play.
Yellow is definitely not my color.
That's better.
Dear child, it would be a great mistake to marry your father.
You must gently discourage him.
But I love him.
I know …
but you're confusing different kinds of love.
I must give him an answer tomorrow.
The situation calls for great attention
Children do not marry their parents, my child
You love your father, and I understand
But whatever your reasons or feelings may be
Boys do not marry their mothers, my child
And it is the tradition
In every condition
For lawmakers to decree
That girls do not marry their daddies
A prince with a shepherdess may find joy
But a girl with her father
Can expect nothing but tainted offspring
My child, you must forget without regret
These depraved phantasms
And you will encounter a charming ragamuffin
Or perhaps a beggar prince
But kindly abjure
This union impure
Life will offer you gifts, my child
But first you must
Conform to the plan
I have concocted for you
Have no fear of getting lost
I shall enlighten you at all cost
I shall protect you and show you the way
That I have traced without delay
Be of good cheer
I've arranged it all, my dear
Don't worry. Nothing bad will happen to you
if you follow my advice.
Are you sure?
Fairies are always right.
We must set your father an impossible challenge.
You must tell him you have a whim for —
oh, I don't know —
a dress the color of … the weather.
The weather?
It's terribly complicated and costly.
Even with all his powers, he'll never manage it.
A dress the color of the weather — is that a condition?
More like a whim.
And then you'll marry me?
Yes, Father.
The devil take me!
Good weather? Bad weather?
Good weather, Father.
What kind of weather?
Good weather, of course!
And I need it by tomorrow.
We'll never make it in time.
The color of the weather! Horse feathers!
He succeeded! How dreadful!
Let me look at you.
It's gorgeous.
I've never had anything like it.
I honestly didn't think it was possible.
He must love you very much indeed.
What do we do now?
We must be completely unreasonable.
Ask for a dress
that's more sparkling, less common.
A dress the color of the moon.
Go at once.
The color of the moon?
Yes, Father.
More sparkling and less common.
But that one suits you perfectly.
I find it … quite ordinary.
I would not displease you.
The color of the moon?
Yes, Father.
The color of the moon?
Even more lustrous than the nightly orb.
Now he's asking for the moon!
What a beautiful dress! My father's so sweet.
I'm full of love and ready to marry him.
- You can't. - But he's so nice.
Impossible.
I tore my dress again.
- How sad. - Perhaps, but that's life.
But something's amiss.
My magic spell doesn't work. Could it be worn out?
Can a spell wear out like a dress?
No, but it can grow weak like a battery.
A battery? What's that?
Nothing. I'm getting old.
But fairies don't get old.
You're right. I'd forgotten.
Still, my power over men is growing weak.
My spell doesn't work on your father anymore.
I must admit I feel great tenderness for him.
Please!
We shall conquer this unwholesome passion.
Calm down, now.
We'll be simply odious.
Tell him you want a dress the color of the sun.
- He'll give it to me. - Then we'll see.
Anyway, I have another idea too.
I think he'll be surprised
by the request I advise you to make.
What now?
Listen.
No, not that!
That's horrible! I'd never dare!
I'd rather marry him! - You have no choice.
Are you satisfied?
Frankly, I should like a more dazzling dress …
the color of the sun.
Is this one not dazzling enough?
It could be made of gold and diamonds.
Are you vain, my dear?
Not really.
Why are you toying with me?
You shall have your dress if you assure me
it's a pledge of love and not merely a whim.
It's no whim, Father.
Go on. Ask him what I told you.
I can't!
Go on. I command you.
How dazzling!
I've never seen anything so radiant!
You are beautiful, daughter!
Are you happy?
I am, Father.
I'm filled with joy. Is this your last request?
Or, before our marriage,
have you some other desire I can satisfy?
Yes, but I hesitate.
Tell me.
I'd like the skin of that old donkey in your stables.
My banker?
Yes, Father.
You surprise me with this strange request.
Someone's put this monstrous idea into your head,
probably your fairy godmother, who's despised me ever since —
- Since when? - That's not important.
Besides, I don't care what the fairies think,
especially that one.
Well, if this is your last request before our marriage,
it will be granted.
You will have that donkey's skin this very night.
- Stop this childishness! - I can't elude him.
It's cruel to make him suffer.
He's already planning the wedding.
That's just too bad.
Why must I refuse his love? What have you got against my father?
I owe you no explanations.
Your father behaved badly
in a matter that concerns him and me alone.
Fairies, like women, hold grudges.
Come now, don't cry!
If my father loves me, why not do as he wishes?
Why flee from him?
It's only pride. I owe him my life, after all.
That shows how sadly lacking your education has been.
What do you advise?
You must leave at once.
He'll find me wherever I go.
You'll be in disguise.
You have the oddest ideas.
Hurry now.
Wrap this skin around you. - Horrors!
Do as I say. I have everything planned.
Where's my wand?
Here's a trunk for your dresses, your mirror,
your diamonds and rubies.
Take my wand too.
- But what about you? - I have another at home.
Strike the ground with this wand,
and your trunk will appear whenever you need it.
Come. - What for?
Come here.
No one must recognize you.
You enjoy making me look hideous!
Don't be silly. I'm helping you. This is going to be an ordeal.
Life is not as easy as you think,
even for the daughter of a king.
Now, a carriage awaits at the gate
to take you to safety beyond the seas.
Good luck, my child.
Lend me my wand to get home.
Come in, Donkey Skin. I've been expecting you.
I need a scullery maid to wash the rags.
Yes, ma'am.
Call me "old woman" — or don't address me at all.
You'll start tomorrow.
Everyone's asleep today.
You're even filthier than I expected.
Scullery maids are always filthy.
You think too much.
Go clean the pig trough. - Yes, old woman.
I'm tired from my long journey. Where may I rest?
There's a hut in the forest. Off with you.
How wretched! Where do I start?
The bed.
A chair.
The table.
A looking glass.
Candles.
And my trunk.
Love, love, I love you so
I love you so
The princess cannot be found.
Search the stables, the sheepfold, the cellars.
We've searched everywhere.
She was asleep in her bedroom last night.
Some Romeo passing through may have carried her off.
You speak nonsense!
I'm going mad!
Send out 100 messengers and 1,000 musketeers.
Search every hamlet, every vineyard,
and every meadow — but bring her back!
- Dead or alive? - Alive, you fool!
This is too much to bear!
What about the wedding?
Postpone it.
No wedding, no banquet, no decorations, no cake, no bells!
Leave me in peace,
and do not disturb me again until you've found her.
I will not be consoled …
except by her presence.
Be gone!
Oh, she's disgusting!
Oh, she's dirty!
Oh, she's filthy!
The poor thing
She must be sick
They say her skin hides some disease
Maybe the mange
Just look at her
You can't tell her hands from her face
With that hair all over How disgusting
She won't have a chance to see the prince
Before kissing her, he'd have to wash her
She must smell foul from head to toe
The old woman said you must clean
The stables and the barn
- Do you know why? - How would I know?
Our prince is coming Sunday
He's a stickler for cleanliness
- Not like her - She's disgusting
Let's get away from here
She infests the air
They say she's evil
You'd better hide
If the prince sees you, he might have you driven off
You won't be allowed at the feast
The king's soldiers might take you for a beast
And kill you
I won't take up much room nor make any noise
But I want to see the prince go by
Then I'll leave
She wants to see the prince!
They'll all take flight at such a sight
What is your name, noble lady?
They call me Donkey Skin
- Is it your skin that stinks? - I think it's her body
I've never seen anything so hideous
Am I really guilty? What crime have I committed?
I don't deserve such a miserable life
Unless a Prince Charming comes for me
I vow here and now to go out and find him
Are we almost there?
Almost, sire.
You've eaten nothing, sire.
I'm not hungry.
Is something bothering you?
I was thinking how odd the world is.
They say it may stop turning.
The fairies will start it up again.
- I don't believe in them. - I do.
Fairies are an unseen force
that drive us to act for good … or evil.
Excuse me.
I need peace and quiet.
- I'll go with you. - I didn't say I needed company.
Love hides within the heart
Like a thief
And secretly plans
The heart's downfall
Like a worm inside a cherry
Recalling happy days
Are you bored, Prince?
Never, Rose.
There's so much to do,
to discover, to understand.
You sang of love. Is it love you seek?
Of course … like everyone else.
Then follow the path. You need only trust.
Thank you, Rose.
Love, love, I love you so
Why do you knock at a time like this?
I've waited so long
For you to bring me happiness
Love, love, I love you so
Tell me, woman, who's that princess in the forest?
- Princess? That's a scullery maid, sire. - She has the loveliest face.
Little Red Riding Hood, perhaps!
She's a lowly servant.
They call her Donkey Skin due to that carcass on her back.
- Donkey Sin? - Donkey Skin!
Donkey Skin. What a lovely name!
Kind sir …
the wine and sun here have muddled your senses.
I haven't tasted your wine,
and the sun shone only to lead me to her.
You have a mysterious expression, sire.
- I just saw an angel. - Goodness me!
Let them hang me
If I didn't dream it
I wonder
If I haven't found
Love in my path
Love that makes the wisest men go mad
I seemed to recognize
Love's features
Such youth
Such grace, such beauty
Such tenderness
Such serenity
My life depends upon her
I shall live for her alone
Her love
Must belong to me
I'd given up hope
I was driven to despair
I went on living joylessly
Then she appeared
Lovelier than an angel
Come down among us men
I'd give my life for her
Even if I were hanged
I must see her again
I do not wish to die
Of love
- You're trembling, sire. - There's a spell upon him.
Yes … and what joy!
Prepare the horses. We're leaving.
Were you asleep?
I thought I heard sounds from your room.
We weren't expecting you until tomorrow.
That's not a rebuke,
but you know how I worry when you're on the road.
Did you have a good trip?
What's that mean?
It means Father should do something about his kingdom.
There are still scullery maids living in huts.
Take that up with your father.
You look troubled. Are you ill?
I rode 50 leagues. I'm tired.
- You're burning up. - I'm exhausted.
You gallop like mad. You have a fever.
Are you ill?
Just my luck.
For your return, I've arranged the Ball of the Cats and the Birds.
The Marquis of Carabas will attend.
Every princess will be rushing here to see you.
You hear me? Shall I call a doctor?
No! Thank you.
Leave me now. I need to rest.
Where's that son of yours? Must we beg him to appear?
I've sent for him three times.
Does he know this ball is in his honor?
Yes. He says he doesn't feel well.
- Where is he? - He refuses to leave his room.
That isn't like him.
Does he have some secret?
Not that I know of.
- Has he eaten? - He didn't touch his food.
- I'll go get him. - No, I'll go.
Mademoiselle de Ségur has inquired about you.
Mademoiselle de Clèves traveled four days.
They're all clamoring to see you.
I don't care about those silly wenches. I wish only to see that girl.
I have to marry her.
I assure you she's a scullery maid.
And I assure you she's a great beauty.
Your absence is already the cause of many rumors.
If you tell them you wish to marry a scullery maid,
they'll lock you up.
You're right.
But I must find a way to see her.
And I won't leave this room until I do.
I'll lie sick in bed.
I have spoken.
What did you say?
Your Majesty.
Leave us, Godefroy.
The king is concerned about you. - He needn't be.
- You haven't eaten a bite. - I have no appetite.
You left the hunt early, you wouldn't attend the play,
and now you refuse to come to the ball.
Everything seems to bore and annoy you.
Is there nothing I can do to lift your spirits?
Now that you mention it, there's just one thing
that could lift my spirits.
Just name it. You know I couldn't refuse.
A cake made by Donkey Skin.
Who?
Donkey Skin. You don't know her.
But you aren't even hungry!
Don't argue. It's the only thing I really want.
My wish may seem banal, but it's as good as anything else.
A cake?
Donkey Skin, you say? - Yes.
Donkey Skin.
Get some rest, my child.
Thibaud, I wish to ask you a question.
- A riddle? - I said a question.
Do you know Donkey Skin?
Your Majesty, there's no uglier creature in the world.
And she stinks to high heaven!
Who is she?
A filthy thing that lives on one of your farms
and keeps the pigs.
Filthy or not, go at once.
The prince demands she make him a cake.
I won't get there before daybreak.
All the more reason to hurry.
Hurry … yes … right.
This girl must be quite a cook!
Here we are.
- Are you Donkey Skin? - Yes, sir.
I am the queen's overseer.
The prince, who must be ill,
requests a quake — I mean, a cake made by you.
Do you have all you need? - Yes, sir.
Then hurry, wench.
We'll be waiting.
I hope she washes her hands.
A cake for the prince.
My cookbook!
Apple savarin, rum pastry,
walnut delight, royal cream puffs — no.
Apricot cobbler, plum soufflé …
strawberry shortcake, pineapple charlotte.
Ah … a love cake!
My dress the color of the sun!
Prepare …
Prepare your dough
In a shallow …
In a shallow bowl
And without further ado
Light your oven
Then take …
Then take some flour
And pour it …
And pour it in the bowl
Four generous handfuls
And make a little …
A little well in the center
Then choose four …
Choose four fresh eggs
Laid this very …
Laid this very morning
Because 20 days later
A chick is bound …
A chick is bound to appear
A whole bowl …
A whole bowl of milk
Nice and creamy …
Nice and creamy, if you please
Sprinkle with sugar
And then mix …
And then mix it well
A handful of sweet butter
A pinch of …
A pinch of leavening
A drop of honey
And a dash of …
And a dash of salt
And now it's time
While kneading the dough
To slip in a present
For your be …
For your betrothed
Make a lover's wish
While the dough is resting
Butter the dish
And let it bake …
And let it bake one hour
The donkey skin!
Get up, lazybones.
Wake up. You mustn't keep the prince waiting.
Hurry up.
- How is he? - Impossible to say.
He's delirious, yet he has no fever.
Are there no fairies around?
They're all busy. It's the full moon.
But you're men of science!
We never saw a case like this at school.
The cake, Your Majesty.
- What do you think? - You know I don't like cake.
What do you think?
It smells like good butter.
Excellent.
Here, my child.
Taste it when you're good and ready.
I'm not very hungry.
He shouldn't gobble it like that.
He'll get air in his blood.
He's choking!
Do something! He's been poisoned!
He hasn't eaten in three days.
Get him some water.
Thank you all.
The cake was delicious. I feel much better.
I'd like to sleep now. You may go.
We mustn't upset him.
His mysterious illness seems marked by constant fluctuations.
His cough will subside shortly.
I knew not that you loved me
Are you certain of it now?
A golden ring told me so
There must be a spell on us
But what will we do with so much happiness?
Show it to the world or conceal it?
We will build a life together
Like no others have ever built
Our love will be a legend
And we will live long in memory
But what will we do with so much love?
Show it to the world or conceal it?
We'll do all that is forbidden
We'll go together to the snack bar
We'll smoke a pipe in secret
We'll stuff ourselves on cake
But what will we do with so much joy?
This world is overflowing with it
We'll do all that is forbidden
We'll go together to the snack bar
We'll smoke a pipe in secret
We'll stuff ourselves on cake
But what will we do with so much joy?
This world is overflowing with it
We'll have a great many children
And our life together will be
An enchanted fairy tale
The royal physicians!
Did you consult your books?
Yes, Your Majesty,
and we all agree on the diagnosis.
Tell us.
The prince is dying of love.
- Love? - I knew it.
What do you advise?
Marriage, Your Majesty.
Is it urgent?
The sooner the better.
Thank you for your wise counsel.
We will reflect on the matter.
I refuse to handle this matter. You must do it.
As you wish.
Wait. I'll go with you.
My dear son!
My dear child!
- We know everything. - You're lucky.
You shall have her, no matter how hideous or stupid.
- Let's not get carried away. - You promised.
Tell us her name.
I don't wish to distress you,
but I can't even tell you her name.
Look.
I shall marry the girl who can wear this ring.
What's that ring?
Who gave it to you? - No, no questions.
- But we could — - No, I know you!
If I tell you this much, you'll want her whole genealogy.
Then I shall command all the ladies to come —
To try the ring on.
Thank you.
"By order of the king!
All maidens are to come to the palace
to try on a ring.
But remark well: maidens only!
The one whom the ring fits perfectly
will marry the prince, heir to the throne.
Know ye further
that said ring is very small,
and the finger in question must be slender."
Come hither, ladies
This elixir of gazelle milk will make your finger so slender
That you will wed the prince
This way, my beauties
I'll make your finger slender and smoother than a plum
And the prince will fall head over heels
I have a miracle salve
To make our fingers slender
Quick, let's open it
And rub it in well
Push harder, lazybones!
I'm afraid of hurting you
Are you stupid or just pretending?
Tighten until I tell you to stop!
Mother, hurry
The prince awaits
My finger's growing thinner
Mine will fit the golden ring
My skin's peeling off!
Mine is down to the bone!
Serves you right
You featherbrains!
The fake! The quack!
Just look at my finger!
It looks terrible
Look at mine It's twice as fat as it was
- They're so silly! - He's jealous
All that just to marry a prince!
You're just a cruel scamp
Ouch! You're pinching me!
- Help! - What is it, Esther?
- I cut myself - Serves her right
Make him go away!
Beauty has its price
Princesses first …
then duchesses fallow — I mean, follow —
then marchionesses.
What a crowd!
What if it fits several of them?
No chance of that.
But what if it does?
It's true. I hadn't thought of that.
Calm down! There's no hussy — I mean, no hurry.
And please don't push!
I said countesses, and then behinds —
I mean, baronesses — behind them.
Sorry.
It's well-known I have the slenderest finger in the county.
Next.
Come back in a few years.
With pleasure, Your Highness.
Almost, but not quite.
Maids and chambermaids first, then cooks.
Kitchen hands and turkey keepers last.
Stop your crackling — I mean, your cackling!
Miss Gauthier, servant in the castle.
Miss Nicolette, cook.
Miss Salt-and-Pepper, turkey keeper.
Miss Glumcakes, no occupation.
I doubt it's even worth trying, sire.
Give me your hand.
No, the other one.
I told you so.
Is there no one else?
No, Your Highness.
There's no one else, Your Majesty.
My dear child …
every lady of the realm answered your summons.
None could wear the ring.
I am very sorry.
I'm quite surprised,
because this ring must belong to someone.
Come to think of it, I don't think I saw Donkey Skin,
the girl who made me the cake.
Did no one inform the girl?
I don't know, Your Majesty.
Send for her immediately.
Here she is, Your Majesty.
Donkey Skin!
Do you live at the third farm down the road?
Yes, Your Highness.
Show me your hand.
It's all arranged. I'm marrying your father.
Try to look pleased.
My daughter.
My dear daughter, here you are.
We'll never be parted again.
The festivities
lasted almost three months.
Kings came from every land:
the king of India with his elephant, the king of Africa with his camel,
the king of Siam with his cats, coaches, and sedan chairs.
They say the couple's love would endure even now
if they hadn't died a hundred years later.
Our tale is perhaps difficult to believe …
but as long as there are children and mothers and grandmothers,
it will live on in memory.
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主演：凯瑟琳.德纳芙
片名：《驴皮公主》
出自查尔斯.佩罗的童话故事
主演：雅克.佩林
导演：雅克.德米
很久很久以前，有一个受万民敬爱的
伟大的国王
他曾是世上最幸福的君王
生活也十分愉快
他迎娶了一位漂亮、善良的王后
夫妇二人沉浸于无比的甜蜜之中
他们的女儿是那么的优雅可爱
因此他们从没后悔过独生这个孩子
他们所住的宫殿是那么富裕 并充满了品位
宏伟非常
宽阔的马厩里住满了剽悍的战马
但最让来访者意想不到的
是一只在如此高贵的地方上的驴子
或许你会因为这种落差而吃惊
但当你知道他杰出的能力后
你会知道它值得享有这份荣誉
然而，即使是国王也要经历兴衰的变迁
最好的事情当中也会掺杂着弊端
王后染上了恶疾
无论是希腊名医
还是江湖术士都无法将她医治
在我死之前，请允许我做一个请求
假如你想要再娶…
绝不会，我最爱的王后！
我宁愿跟随你而去
我相信你
但是国家需要有人继承王位
而我只给你留下一个女儿
你的军师也会希望你有个儿子的
别说了！
听着…
要是你爱我就请发誓
在你找到
比我美丽的女人之后就再结婚
不要！
发誓，这样我就能安心地走了
我发誓
王后逝世了
来吧，父皇
离我远点，孩子
我不想再见到你
内阁大臣们来了！
说吧
我们觉得你保持单身对你 对国家都有害
孤独是国王的毒药，你该再娶了
为什么你们总是要求不可能的事？
国家需要一个男丁来继承社稷
国家处于和平之中，而且并不恋战
你的军师们可以宣战 但是他们同意你的政策
但我们理应给你提议的
我理解你们的理由，我可以再娶
但我对王后发过誓
必须找到比她美丽的公主才会再娶
-徒然的诺言！ -怎么说？
只要她能生子嗣的话，美丽根本不重要
我不认同
而且我不会违背我的诺言
到相邻的国家去
给我找一个能配得上我的公主
希望你们成功
首相！
这简直是胡闹
打扰了，殿下
怎么样？
我们派出的两个信使
带回了一些迷人公主的肖像画
要是她们是像普通人一样，那就算了
那些都太差了
你无从判断那些女孩是迷人还是愚蠢
拿来让我看看
她父亲拥有着最大的王国…
过来…让我看看！
这太吓人了！
她父亲会给你一半的国土…
让他自己留着吧！
我可不想抱着个丑陋的女人！
这一位虽然不太年轻，但是…
她拥有数不清的财富…
和她经历的岁月一样
可悲！
沉闷！
高傲！
伪善！
他们都有这样那样的缺陷！
甚至可能更差！
像童话中的公主们…
难道都消失殆尽了吗？
这儿还有一个
我看看
天啊，真漂亮！
你这叛徒把她藏起来了
多么的醉人！多么清纯！
多么的优雅！
看看她肩上的肌肤！
她是谁！
您的女儿，殿下
爱情让人窒息
爱情让人疯狂
四臂缠绕…
灵魂愉悦
如白羊毛编织的围巾
爱情为绳结
爱情啊爱情
让我痴迷
爱情让青春
喧嚣
它哭喊，它刺痛
它许下错误的誓言
让那些放不下的
恋人们备受折磨
爱情啊爱情
永远是盲目的
多么美丽啊！
比王后更加美丽，殿下…
更加迷人和聪明
满足地
长存以后
爱，在微不足道的障碍前
开始矛盾
在回忆的节点
爱随时间而逝
爱情啊爱情
我是如此爱你！
爱情啊爱情
我是如此爱你！
您父皇请你过去
爱情啊爱情，我是如此爱你！
您找我吗，父皇？
吓到你了吗？
母后去世以后，您都一直回避我
伤到你的心了？
-是的，父皇 -我十分抱歉
孤独是我唯一的伙伴
我已经厌倦孤独了
起来吧，亲爱的女儿
我刚刚听到你唱歌了
你的歌声深深打动了我
要是你真喜欢音乐
那你也应该喜欢诗歌吧
我不太了解诗歌，但是我喜欢
我有一些关于未来的诗
古代诗歌虽然十分不错…
但是关于未来的诗
或许会让你更加心动
听着你神奇的琵琶
树木，石头都追随着你，俄耳甫斯
任由你的摆布
克莱奥，那酒吧女郎…
卡利俄铂用铲子调音…
缪斯女神施放了汽油灯
漆亮世间的树木
你喜欢吗？
有点让人不安
是你的教母，紫色仙女给我的
她对未来的知识让我吃惊
再听听这首，更适合你了
以吻封唇后
戒指滑入你的指间
你双唇喃喃自语
指中的戒指
把玫瑰插入你的秀发
我爱你，我要娶你
诗歌让你迷乱了，父皇
我请求您停下来
-你爱我吗？ -是的，爱你很深
很深是不够的
请允许我离开，父皇 我有点疲倦困扰了
就这样吧，我已经决定要娶你了
而且我会娶你的
不要逼我犯下这种罪行 让我考虑一下
你有一天时间
你是位智者
你的指引从不曾让我有过偏差
我爱那公主而且我要娶她
我的这种爱是罪恶吗？
她喜欢你吗，殿下？
她说她爱我…很深
她迷惑了
你明白我的话吗？
公主还太年轻，还理不清她的感情
这里也有写道
女孩每次被问到：
“你长大要嫁给谁”的时候
她们都会回答：“我要嫁给我的父亲”
你有女儿吗？
很不幸，没有
但要是我有的话
我一定会娶她的
没人能比你更有智慧了
我应该和公主结婚
是你！这么早啊！
我讨厌别人不提前预约
抱歉，教母 但是我有事必须要请教您…
先别哭，孩子
哭起来就不漂亮了
但实在太可怕了
先坐下吧
什么也不用说，我都已经知道了
让我换件衣服，然后帮你擦掉眼泪
你，到外边玩玩去
黄色好像不再适合我了
这样好多了
我的孩子，嫁给你父皇是种罪恶
你必须打消他的念头
但是我爱他
我知道…
不过你把不同种类的感情混淆了
我明天就必须给他答复了
万事要三思而后行
孩子都是不能和父母结婚的 我的孩子
你爱你的父皇，所以我能猜到
但不管出于什么原因
男孩都不能娶他们母亲，我的孩子
这是任何情况下
都要遵守的传统
立法者也以此判决
女孩不能嫁给她们的父亲
王子和牧羊女或许会有个圆满的结局
而一个女孩和她的父亲
除了有缺陷的后代 就没有其他可期待的了
我的孩子，你必须毫不犹豫地忘了它
忘了那些让人堕落的幻象…
你会遇到一个穷人
或者一位来求婚的王子
但是请委婉地拒绝
这不伦的婚事吧
生活会给你收获，我的孩子
但首先你必须
确定我给你纠正过的
计划
不要惧怕迷失
我会不惜一切来启发你
我会保护你，给你指引一条
我曾经走过的道路
开心起来吧…
我已经把一切都设计好了，亲爱的
别担心，要是你照我的话去做
坏事不会落在你的头上的
真的吗？
仙女永远是对的
我们必须阻止你父皇
你必须告诉他你有个想法
我看看… 想要一件和天气一样颜色的衣服
必须十分复杂而且高贵
他永远也不能满足你的
跟天气一样颜色的礼服！ 这是条件吗？
噢，只是一个想法
然后你就会嫁给我？
是的，父皇
你这小恶魔！
要怎么样的天气呢？
好天气，父皇
怎么样的天气呢？
当然是好天气！
明天我就要
我们不够时间啊！
天气的颜色！
他成功了！太可怕了！
让我看看
真漂亮，我从未看过这样的东西
我不知道还真能做出来
他一定非常爱你！
我们现在该怎么办？
我们必须无理取闹
向他要一件衣服
要更闪亮，更不平凡…
像月亮一样的颜色
马上去吧
月亮的颜色？
是的，父皇，更加闪亮，更特别…
但是这件跟你很相称啊
我觉得…太普通了
我不会让你不高兴的
月亮的颜色？
是的，父皇
月亮的颜色？
要比那月亮更闪亮
这次是月亮了！
多美的衣服啊！
我父亲太好了！ 我充满了爱意并准备嫁给他
-你不能这么做！ -但他对我这么好！
绝对不可以！
我又把衣服撕了
多惨啊！
这就是生活
这是不对的…
我的咒语不灵了，失效了吗？
咒语也会像衣服一样用完吗？
不，但它会像电池一样减弱
电池是什么？
算了…我也老了！
可是仙女不会变老
对哦，我都忘了
但是我对男人的魔力已经减弱了
我的咒语对你父皇已经没用
我必须承认我十分喜欢他
噢，不
我们必须征服这扭曲的热情
我们会被厌恶
告诉他 你想要一件有着太阳颜色的衣服
他会给我的
很难说
无论如何，我有另外一个主意
照我说的去要求
我觉得他会吃惊的
什么要求？
听着…
噢，不！不能那样！
那太可怕了！我不敢…
我宁愿嫁给他
你必须这么做
你满意了吗？
实话说 我应该要一件更耀眼的衣服…
有着太阳的颜色
这件不耀眼吗？
它本来可以钻上金子和钻石的
你没事吧，亲爱的？
没什么事
为什么你要为难我呢？
你会得到你的衣服的
只要你答应我那是你对我的爱 而不单是一个想法
不是幻想，父皇
告诉他我跟你说过的
噢，我不能
去！我命令你
多么耀眼啊！
我从不曾看过如此闪亮的东西！
你真漂亮，女儿
你开心了吗？
是的，父皇
-我十分高兴 -这是最后的请求了吗？
还是说，在我们结婚前
你还有其他要求要我满足？
是的，但是我在犹豫…
尽管说吧
我想…要你马厩里那头驴的皮
我的资金来源？
是的，父皇
这请求太奇怪了，而且让我吃惊
谁向你灌输的这么怪异的想法？
你的仙女教母吗？
她一直就在轻视我，自从…
-什么时候，父皇？ -算了吧
而且，我也不在乎仙女是怎么想的
尤其是你教母！
好的 如果这是你结婚前最后一个请求
那么就满足你吧
你今晚会得到驴皮的
别这么幼稚了！
我逃脱不了他了
让他受折磨太残忍了
他甚至开始准备婚礼了
那太糟糕了！
为什么我要拒绝他的爱？ 为什么你要和我父皇作对？
我不需要向你解释
你父皇过去在我和他的某件事中
太差劲了
仙女就像女人，都是吝啬的
别哭
既然我父皇爱我 为什么不如他所愿呢？
为什么要躲开他？
毕竟我的生命是他赋予的
你还涉世未深
你建议我怎么做呢？
你必须离开…马上！
无论我走到哪里，父皇都会找到我的
你会被憎恨的
你的点子太奇怪了
抓紧吧
-披上这驴皮 -好吓人！
按我说的做，一切都计划好了
我的魔法棒去哪了？
这儿有个箱子给你装衣服用 还有你的镜子
你的钻石和红宝石
带上我的魔法棒
-那你呢… -我还有一支呢
用魔法棒指向地面
你的箱子就会出来了
-来 -怎么了？
过来
这样就没人能认出你了
你的乐趣就是把我变丑！
别傻了，这是个考验
生活并不像你想像中的容易
即使是公主也一样
马车会在门外等你
然后带你到安全的地方
祝你好运，孩子
回来的时候再还我魔法棒吧
请进，小驴皮，我在等你呢
我正缺一个下人来洗脏布
是的，夫人
要么叫我“老太太”
要么啥都别叫
你明天就可以开始了
今天大家都睡了
你比我想象中还要脏
不过当然了，下人都是脏兮兮的
你想太多了
-你去猪圈打扫饲料槽吧 -知道了，婆婆
我现在好累，我能去休息一下吗？
在森林里有个小屋，快去快去
真是一团糟 要从哪里开始打扫呢？
床，变！
椅子，变！
桌子，变！
接下来，看看镜子
蜡烛，变！
还有我的宝箱
爱情啊爱情，我是如此爱你
还是没有公主的下落
那还愣着干什么，快去找啊！ 马棚，羊栏，地窖…
我们找遍了所有地方
昨晚还看到她睡在卧室里的
公主肯定是和罗马人私奔了
混账！
臣万死不辞
给我派100个使者，1000个步兵
找遍所有的村落，所有葡萄园
所有牧场 一定要把她给我带回来
-不论死活？ -当然要活的！你个蠢货
这似乎很难的样子
那婚礼怎么办？
推迟
婚礼，宴会，装饰，蛋糕，钟声… 都不要..全不要
不要再来烦我
除非你找到了她
只有她在…
我才会感到些许安慰
快去啊
真是恶心
真脏
太脏了
可怜的家伙.她脑子一定有病
她那张皮下面的肉肯定都烂了
啊！不会长癣了吧
看看她
她的手，跟她的脸，肤质一点也不一样
看看你的头发
像她这样怎么可能会见到王子
王子吻她之前 一定要里三层外三层地刷个遍
这样的她才能闻起来香香的
那个老女人对她说“你赶紧给我…”
把马棚还有粮仓洗干净
你们知道为什么吗？
我怎么会知道？
因为礼拜天我们的王子就要来了
他最喜欢干净了
-哦！她很脏！ -啊！真脏
我们赶紧离她远点吧
她让我觉得空气都是脏的
他们说她是恶魔
你最好藏起来
如果让王子看到你 他肯定会把你丢出去的
肯定不会让你出席宴会的
国王的侍卫们肯定会把你拉出去砍了
我会躲在屋子里不出来 不会发出任何声音
但是，我能看看王子吗？
之后，我就会离开
她居然想看王子！
他们都想看看王子
这位高贵的女士，请问您的芳名？
-他们叫我驴皮 -就是这个臭臭的东西？？
-这肯定是她的身体 -我从来没见过这么难看的东西
我到底犯了什么错？
为什么我要遭受这种不幸
我一定要见到王子
我在这里发誓 我一定走出这里找到他
我们的人都在吧？
是的，都在
你都没吃什么
我不饿
你有心事？
我在想这个世界真奇怪
他们说，世界会停止变化
精灵们不会同意的
-我不相信有精灵的存在 -我相信
每个人内心都有精灵 他们引导着我们做好事或坏事
不好意思
我要安静一会儿
-我陪着你吧 -不用了，我只想一个人静静
藏在心中的爱
就像一个贼
他悄悄地
占据了我的心
就像樱桃里的虫子
慢慢回忆着美好时光
王子？你寂寞吗？
哦，玫瑰，我从不会感到寂寞
有很多事情要做
很多地方要去发掘 很多问题要去理解
你在寻找爱吗？
当然，这是每个人都在寻找的
那就沿着这条小路走下去吧 相信我
谢谢你，玫瑰
爱情啊爱情，我是如此爱你
为什么你现在才敲开我的心扉？
等你已等得太久
你让我倍感幸福
爱情啊爱情，我是如此爱你
婆婆，快告诉我 森林里那位公主是哪位？
-哪有公主，陛下，只有一个佣人 -她的脸蛋很漂亮
也许是小红帽
她只是一个卑微的仆人
他们都叫她驴皮
-驴皮？ -是的，驴皮
这个名字真可爱
哈哈..真是个好人
烈日与烈酒已经把你搞糊涂了
我没喝酒
是烈日带我找到她的
你笑起来很神秘
我刚才看到我的天使了
真是没劲
捏我一下吧
让我感觉自己不是在做梦
让我知道
她确是我的珍爱
我的珍爱就在小路上
爱情是盲目的
我似乎看清了
珍爱的真面目
如此年轻
如此优雅，如此可爱
如此温顺
如此文静
她就是我生命的全部
我不会让她孤单一人
她的爱
注定是属于我的
没有希望
我就绝望
我的生命没有欢乐
待她出现之时
那位美胜天仙的女子
会降临到我身边
我会给她我的全部
就算我死了
我也要再见她一面
我不会
因爱而死
你焦虑不安了，陛下
-他居然为爱着魔了 -哦！真是惊喜啊
快准备马匹，我们要走了
你睡了吗？
你肯定能听见我说话
明天不准出去了
我不是生气
但是你知道吗？ 你在外旅行我是多么担心你啊
旅行愉快吗？
你这是什么意思？
父王该为他的王国做些什么了
现在还是有许多佣人住得破破烂烂的
那就继承你父王的王位
你看上去不对劲，你生病了？
我赶了四百五十英里的路程 我很累
-你的额头好烫 -我已经筋疲力尽了
你肯定骑太快了，你发烧了！
你生病了？
真是不巧
一听说你要回来 我就安排了一场化妆舞会
加拉巴斯侯爵夫人也会来
所有的公主都想见你
要我叫御医来吗？
不用了，谢谢
就让我休息一会儿吧
你儿子呢？不是说回来了吗？
我跟他讲了三遍了
可是他知道 这场舞会对他有多重要吗？
他知道，他说他不舒服
-他现在在哪里？ -他在房间休息
这一点也不像他
他是不是有什么秘密藏在心里啊？
这我就不知道了
-他吃饭了吗？ -他连筷子也没动过
-我要去看看他 -不用了，我去就行了
瑟格小姐一直在找你
科勒维斯小姐花了整整四天时间 来这里参加舞会
他们都在寻问你
我对她们都没兴趣 我只想见见那个女孩儿
我和她结婚
我告诉过你她只是个佣人
我也告诉过你她是个美人
现在你不在 外面已经在唠唠叨叨的了
如果你告诉他们 你想和一个佣人结婚
他们肯定把你软禁起来
你说的没错
我一定要想办法见到她
不过，我想不出对策 我是不会离开我的房间的
我会一直在床上装病
我说得出做得到
你刚说什么了？
皇后陛下！
你退下吧，教父
-国王很担心你 -他怎么会担心我
-你都没吃东西 -我不要吃
你回来以后就一直闷闷不乐
又不去舞会
你对什么事情都不感兴趣了
到底怎么样才能让你开心呢？
哦！只有一件事
能让我开心
说出来，我肯定能办到
“驴皮”做的蛋糕
谁？
“驴皮”，你肯定不认识她
你真的不饿吗？
这是我唯一想要的东西
我知道这很平常
蛋糕…
“驴皮”？
孩子，好好休息吧
蒂博…过来，问你个问题
-谜语？ -不，是问题
你知道“驴皮”吗？
当然了，皇后陛下 她可是比狼还要臭，还要脏啊
她很臭！
她是谁？
就是住在猪圈的里的一个肮脏的东西
就在您的农场里，她养猪
不管她脏不脏，去了再说
王子想吃她做的蛋糕
但我不可能在黎明之前赶到那里
那就抓紧时间啊
好好好，这就去
她厨艺肯定很好
我们到了
-你就是“驴皮”？ -是的，您好
我是皇后身边的工头
王子生病了 他指名要吃你做的蛋糕
-你要准备一下吗？ -哦，是的
那赶快，抓紧时间 我们在这里等着你
真希望她会洗洗她的手
为王子做的蛋糕.我的食谱
苹果萨伐仑松饼，朗姆阿拉斯加…
开壳的核桃，国王奶油酥…
杏仁脆皮水果馅饼，葡萄干蛋奶酥…
草莓脆饼，南瓜奶油布丁…
哦！爱的蛋糕
我那件金灿灿的衣服
在平地碗里
放些生面团
加热你的烤箱
拿点面粉
抓四大把
到碗里
弄个小洞
拿四个
早上刚生出来的鲜鸡蛋
20天以后
一只小鸡就出生了
如果你喜欢的话
你可以加些牛奶，味道好极了
放点糖
搅拌一下
一点黄油
一撮发面粉
一滴蜂蜜
一小撮盐
现在
一边揉面团
一边在里面藏个小小礼物
作为你的定情信物
暗自许个愿
在醒面的时候
在盘上涂点黄油
然后烘烤一个小时
哦！我的驴皮
快起来，懒虫！
不要让王子久等了
快点，快点
-王子他到底怎么样？ -还不知道
他神志不清，可是他没发烧啊
还有御医吗？御医都去哪儿了？
他们现在都很忙，今天是月圆之夜
但你们才是科学家
这种情况之前从没见过
蛋糕来了
味道好吗？
不知道，我不喜欢蛋糕
你觉得呢？
闻起来还不错
很好
孩子，来…
如果你想吃的话，就吃一口吧
我现在不饿
他不能吃这么快
这样会影响他的血液循环的
他噎住了！
他不会是中毒了吧
他已经三天没吃东西了
快拿水来
谢谢
这个蛋糕真是太好吃了
我感觉好多了
现在我要睡觉了，你们都走吧
我们不要再打扰他了
他的病是因为情绪不稳造成的
咳嗽也只是暂时的
我都不知道原来你是爱着我的
现在你知道了？
这戒指已经告诉了我一切
我们都被对方深深吸引住了
但，我们要怎样才会幸福呢？
要不我们就把这个当作一个秘密
我们一起过着
无忧无虑的日子
我们的爱就会成为传奇
我们将永远活在回忆里
但，我们要怎样才能相爱呢？
难道一直保守着秘密？
我们做的一切都是不被允许的
我们一起去点心店
我们在秘密中吞云吐雾
我们一起做爱的蛋糕
但，我们要怎样才能快乐呢？
生活的全部就是快乐
我们什么都不能做
但在秘密中，我们能一起去点心店
一起吞云吐雾
一起做爱的蛋糕
但，我们要怎样才能快乐呢？
快乐就是生活的全部
以后的日子，我们会有许多小孩子
会生活得很幸福很快乐
御医们
你们已经查阅过各类书籍了？
是的，陛下
我们最后的诊断是…
快告诉我们
王子因爱成疾
-爱？ -哦！我知道怎么回事了
那么，你们的建议是？
结婚，陛下
很急吗？
越快越好
谢谢你们的建议
我们会好好考虑考虑的
这个问题我没办法处理了 还是你来处理吧
好，那就我来处理
等等，我和你一起去
我的儿啊，我的亲儿啊…
我亲爱的孩子啊
我们什么都知道了
真是太好了
不论她美丑，不论她伶俐愚钝 你都会娶她的是吗？
哦！怎么会是这样
你要如实回答
那女孩儿叫什么
我不想看你这么痛苦
但是，我不能告诉你们她的名字
听着
谁能戴得进这个戒指，我就娶谁为妻
这戒指从哪儿来的？
-谁给你的？ -不告诉你
-我们可以.. -不行..我太了解你们了
如果我说了这个来历 你们就会一直追问下去
我会下诏…
让女士们都来试这个戒指
谢谢
国王陛下颁诏
所有女性
现在立即到皇宫试戒指
听着…
只能是女性啊.
谁要能正正好好地戴进戒指的话
谁就能和王子结婚啊
听着.
那个戒指很小
所以指头一定要非常纤细
都过来吧，女士们！
能让你的手指变得纤细的万能牛奶
这样你就能嫁给王子了
来，往这边看啦，美女们
能让你的手指变得比洋李更顺滑
王子马上拜倒在您的石楼裙下
我买一瓶软膏
能让我的手指变得更加纤细
打开瓶盖
涂抹均匀
懒虫，快点推！
我怕弄伤你
说你笨，你就是笨
快点推，直到我叫你停为止
妈妈，快点！
王子在等着我们呢
我的手指变细了
我能戴进那个戒指
我的肌肤变得很滑润
我的都看得见骨头了
没错
孩子们，你们都昏了头了
无赖！骗子！
看看我的手指啊
太恐，怖了
看看我的.比原来大两倍啊
他们真是太无聊了
他那时嫉妒
只是能和王子结婚而已
你个坏蛋
哦！你弄疼我了！
哦！天呐！
怎么了？爱丝特
我不小心切到手了
哈哈，活该！
快点，赶他走！
美丽一定要付出代价的
公主优先
下面是公爵夫人
接下来是侯爵夫人
真是热闹啊
会不会就在这几个里面？
不可能
但是如果有呢
我没想过这些
都慢慢来，不要急
不要推挤
这是一个个数着的
后面，男爵就在后面
不好意思
我的手指是这个国家最小的！
下一位
太小了，请过几年再来，好吗？
谢谢，尊贵的王子殿下
差不多，但是不是非常…
先女仆，然后是厨娘
接着是火鸡伺养员，最后是佣人
你能不能轻点 你能不能不要说话
高蒂尔小姐，城堡里的女仆
尼科莱特小姐，厨娘
索塔佩佩小姐，火鸡伺养员
格朗姆小姐，无业游民
有必要试吗？
把手给我
不，是另外一只
跟你说了
还有吗？
没有了，殿下
陛下，都试完了
我亲爱的孩子…
王国里所有女性都召集于此了
她们都戴不上这枚戒指
很抱歉
我很吃惊
原来这枚戒指只属于一个人
我应该还没见到“驴皮”吧
就是给我做蛋糕的那个女孩儿
没有通知她吗？
我不清楚，陛下
赶紧把她带过来
她来了，陛下
你是不是住在路旁第三个农场里？
是的，殿下
把手给我
哦！亲爱的！我和你父王结婚了
开心点
女儿
我最爱的女儿
我们再也不会分开了
这样盛大的婚礼
持续了三个月之久
各国国王纷纷过来道贺
印度国王坐象而来 非洲国王骑骆驼而来
暹罗国王坐着马车，带着猫咪来贺喜
他们祝愿这几对新人永浴爱河
百年好合
永结同心
早生贵子
这一刻将永载史册