Mob:
[singing]
Light your torch, mount your horse...
Gaston:
[singing]
Screw your courage to the sticking place...
Mob:
[singing]
We're counting on Gaston to lead the way!
Gaston:
[singing]
Call it war, call it threat, you can bet they all will follow, for in times like this, they'll do just as I say!
LeFou:
[singing]
There's a *beast* running wild, there's no question, but I fear the wrong monster's released.
Mob:
[singing]
Sally forth, tally-ho, grab your sword, grab your bow, praise the Lord and here we go!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:05