I drink, smoke and sit like you... place for two.
Chorus.
He’s right... place for both of them.
(Hoffmann and Nicklausse sit down, Hoffmann has head in his hands.)
Nicklausse (humming).
Notte a giorno mal dormire...
Hoffmann (brusquely).
Shut up, in devil’s name.
Nicklausse (quietly).
Yes, master.