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Prologue: Vlad the Impaler
Narrator:Once upon a time, in a far off kingdom there lay a small village at the edge of the woods. Cinderella:I wish... Narrator:And in this village Cinderella:More than anything... Narrator:Lived a young maiden Cinderella: More than life, more than jewels... Narrator: A carefree young lad Jack: I wish... More than life Narrator: And a childless baker Baker & Wife: I wish... Narrator: With his wife Baker & Wife: More than anything, More than the moon... I wish... Cinderella: The King is giving a Festival Baker & Wife: More than life... Jack: I wish... Cinderella: I wish to go to the Festival. Baker: More than riches... Jack: I wish my cow would Give us some milk. Cinderella: And the Ball... Baker's Wife: More than anything... Jack: Please, pal- Baker: I wish we had a child. Baker's Wife: I want a child... Jack: Squeeze, pal... Cinderella: I wish to go to the Festival. Jack: I wish you'd give us some Milk or even cheese... Cinderella: I wish... Baker's Wife: I wish we might have a child. I wish... Stepmother: You wish to go to the Festival? Narrator: The poor girl's parents had died Florinda: What, you, Cinderella, the Festival? Lucinda: What, you wish to go to the Festival? All three: The Festival? The King's Festival? Narrator: And now she lived with her stepmother Stepmother: The Festival... Narrator: A woman with two daughters of her own. Florinda: Look at your nails! Lucinda: Look at your dress! Stepmother: People would laugh at you- Cinderella, stepmother, & stepsisters: Nevertheless I/she still want/s to go to the Festival And dance before the Prince. Narrator: All three were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart. Jack, on the other hand, had no father, and his mother- Jack's mother: I wish... Narrator: Well, she was at her wits end Jack's mother: I wish my son were not a fool. I wish my house was not a mess. I wish the cow was full of milk. I wish the walls were full of gold- I wish a lot of things... What in heavens name are you doing with a cow inside the house? Jack: I thought if he was nice and warm he might produce some milk Jack's mother: It's a she! How many times do I have to tell you only shes can give milk? Narrator: And then there was a hungry little girl who always wore a red cape. Red Riding Hood: I wish... It's not for me It's for my Granny in the woods. A loaf of bread, please- To bring my poor old hungry Granny in the woods... Just a loaf of bread, please... Cinderella's Stepmother: Cinderella if you can pick up these lentils and finish your chores in time then you may go to the ball with us. Come along ladies. Cinderella: Come little birds Down from the eves and the leaves Over the fields Out of castles and ponds... Jack: Now, squeeze, pal... Cinderella: Ahhh... Quick, little birds Flick through the ashes. Pick and peck, but swiftly Sift through the ashes Into the pot... Jack's mother: Now listen to me well, son. Milky-White must be taken to market. Jack: But, mother, no- he's the best cow- Jack's mother: Was! She has been dry for weeks now. With no food, no money And no choice but to sell her. Jack: But mother... Jack's mother: Look at her! There are bugs on her dugs. There are flies in her eyes. There's a lump on her rump Big enough to be a hump- Jack: But- We've no time to sit and dither While her wither's wither with her- And no one keeps a cow for a friend! Sometimes I wonder what is going on in that head of yours. Red Riding Hood: Into the woods It's time to go I hate to leave I have to, though. Into the woods- It's time, and so I must begin my journey. Into the woods And through the trees To where I am Expected ma'am Into the woods To Grandmother's house- Into the woods To Grandmother's house- Baker's Wife: You're certain of your way? Red Riding Hood: The way is clear The light is good I have no fear Nor no one should. The woods are just trees The trees are just wood. I sort of hate to ask it But do you have a basket? Into the woods And down the dell The path is straight I know it well. Into the woods And who can tell What's waiting on the journey? Into the woods To bring some bread To Granny who Is sick in bed. Never can tell What lies ahead. For all that I know She's already dead. But into the woods Into the woods Into the woods To Grandmother's house And home before dark. Cinderella: Fly, birds Back to the sky Back to the eaves And the leaves And the fields And the- Florinda: Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella! Are you really wearing that? Lucinda: Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella. Can't you hide it with a hat? Cinderella: You look beautiful. Florinda: I know. Lucinda: She means me. Cinderella: Mother said be good Father said be nice That was always their advice. So be nice, Cinderella Good, Cinderella Nice good good nice- Florinda: Tighter! Cinderella: What's the good of being good If everyone is blind And you're always left behind? Never mind, Cinderella Kind Cinderella- Nice good nice kind good nice- Florinda: Not that tight! Florinda: Clod. (Florinda slaps Cinderella hard across the face.) Baker: Who might that be? Baker's Wife: We've sold our last loaf of bread. Baker: It's the witch from next door! Baker & Wife: We have no bread. Witch: I don't want your bread Baker: Then what is it you wish? Witch: It's not what I wish! It's what you wish! Nothing cooking in that belly now is there? and there will never be, unless you do exactly as I say. In three days time, a blue moon will appear, only then can the curse be undone 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Bakers Wife: What curse? Witch: The one I placed on this house. Baker: What are you taking about? Witch: In the past, when you were no more than a babe Your Father brought his young wife and you here to this cottage. They were a lovely couple But not lovely neighbours! You see, your mother was with child And she had developed an unusual appetite. She took one look at my beautiful garden And told your father that what she wanted more than Anything in the world was (rapping) Greens, greens and nothing but greens: Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery Asparagus and watercress and Fiddleferns, lettuce-! He said, 'All right,' But it wasn't, quite 'Cause I caught him in the autumn In my garden one night! He was robbing me Raping me Rooting through my rutabaga Raiding my arugula and Ripping up my rampion (My champion! My favorite!)- I should have laid a spell on him Right there Could have changed him into stone Or a dog or a chair... But I let him have the rampion- I'd lots to spare. In return, however I said, 'Fair is fair: You can let me have the baby That your wife will bear. And we'll call it square. ' Baker: I had a brother? Witch: No! But you had a sister. small price to pay for what else your father stole from me it cost me my youth and my beauty, my mother warned me she would punish me with the curse of ugliness if I lost any of them Bakers Wife: Lost what? Witch: The beans Baker & Wife: Beans? Witch: The special beans. I let him go I didn't know He'd stolen my beans! I was watching him crawl Back over the wall-! Then bang! Crash! And the lightning flash! And- well, that's another story Never mind- Anyway, at last The big day came And I made my claim. 'Oh, don't take away the baby,' They shrieked and screeched But I did And I hid her Where she'll never be reached. Your father cried Your mother died. And for extra measure- I admit it was a pleasure- I said, 'Sorry I'm still not mollified. ' And I laid little spell on them- You, too, son- That your family tree Would always be a barren one... Baker's wife: No!! Witch: So there's no more fuss And there's no more scenes And my garden thrives- You should see my nectarines! But I'm tellling you the same I tell kings and queens: Don't ever never ever Mess around with my greens! Especially the beans. Jacks Mother: You are not to accept less than five pounds. Are you listening to me? Jack: yes, No more than five pounds Jacks Mother: Less than So into the woods The time is now. We have to live I don't care how. Into the woods To sell the cow You must begin the journey. Straight to the woods And don't delay- We have to face The marketplace. Into the woods to journey's end- Jack: Into the woods to sell a friend- Witch: You wish to have The curse reversed? I'll need a certain Potion first. Go to the woods and bring me back One: the cow as white as milk Two: the cape as red as blood Three: the hair as yellow as corn Four: the slipper as pure as gold. Bring me these Before the chime Of midnight In three day's time tis then that the blue moon reappears, which comes but once each hundred years bring them and I guarantee A child as perfect As child can be. Go to the wood! Stepmother: Ladies our carriage awaits! Cinderella: Now may I go to the Festival? Stepmother: The Festival Darling, those nails! Darling, those clothes! Lentils are one thing but Darling, with those You'd make us the fools of the Festival And mortify the Prince! Stepmother: We must be gone. Cinderella: I wish... Bakers Wife: Beans. Why these must be the witches beans. We'll take them with us! Baker: We? No! You are not coming, it's not safe out there. Baker: I can do this on my own. The spell is on my house. Only I can lift the spell The spell is on my house. Baker's wife No, no, the spell is on our house. We must lift the spell together, the spell is on our house. Now tell me, what am I to return with? Bakers Wife: You don't remember? The cow as white as milk The cape as red as blood The hair as yellow as corn The slipper as pure as gold- Baker: The cow as white as milk The cape as red as blood The hair as yellow as corn The slipper as pure as gold... Cinderella: I still wish to go to the Festival But how am I ever to get to the Festival? I know! I'll visit Mother's grave The grave at the hazel tree And tell her I just want to Go to the King's Festival... Cinderella and Baker: Into the woods It's time to go It may be all In vain, I know. Into the woods- But even so I have to take the journey. Bakers Wife: Into the woods The path is straight You know it well Baker: But who can tell- Bakers Wife: Into the woods to lift the spell- Cinderella: Into the woods to visit Mother- Jacks Mother: Into the woods to sell the cow! Jack: To get the money Cinderella: To got to the Festival- Red Riding Hood: Into the woods to grandmothers house!, Into the woods to grandmothers house! All: The way is clear The light is good I have no fear No no one should. The woods are just trees The trees are just wood. No need to be afraid there- Baker: So
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