Moulin Rouge!2001

Christian:
It's a little bit funny.

Satine:
What?

Christian:
This feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can easily hide. Is this ok? Is this what you want?

Satine:
Ah, poetry. Yes, this it what I want naughty words.

Christian:
I don't have much money but boy if I did, I'd buy a big house where we both could live. If I were a sculptor, but then again, no. Or a man who makes potions a traveling show. I know it's not much...

Satine:
Oh Naughty, don't stop, don't stop.

Christian:
But it's the best I can do.

Christian:
My gift is my song. And this one's for you. And You Can Tell Everybody That this is your song. It may be quite simple but now that it's done. I hope u don't mind I hope You don't mind That I put down in words... How Wonderful Life is Now you're in the world