The proposal

Paris
I’m 30 years old and not married
I love Juliet give her to me
I’m a good party
Also at court, they know me
I pay my debts and so much more
I give a big feast but beseech once more
Now I kneel and ask her hand
For Juliet my hart’s on fire

Lord Capulet
Good friend, I’m well disposed
You’ve certainly deserved her love
But listen, her heart will not
For the time being not
Do not be angry, and have patience
Your dream will (ever) be fulfilled
Dance with her tonight,
You’re expected
You shall see her,
Maybe she will
But don’t go to fast,
Return another time
Do have patience,
I’m not to blame

Great sorrow, her heart will not
For the time being not,
For the time being not