ANNA IVÁNOVNA. We know to whom.
RAZLYULYÁYEV. Stay, girls, I'll sing you a song.
ANNA IVÁNOVNA. Sing, sing!
RAZLYULYÁYEV. [Sings slowly]
"A bear was flying through the sky."
ANNA IVÁNOVNA. Don't you know anything worse than that!
LÍZA. We might think you were making fun of us.
RAZLYULYÁYEV. If this isn't good enough I'll sing you another, for I'm a jolly fellow. [Sings.
"Beat! Beat! upon the board.
Moscow! Moscow! that's the word.
Moscow's got it in his head
That Kolomna he will wed.
Tula laughs with all his heart.
But with the dowry will not part.
Buckwheat is tuppence. It's twenty for oats.
Millet is sixpence and barley three groats.
[Turns towards the girls.
If only oats would but come down!
It's costly carting 'em to town."
See! What weather!