"Once upon a time..." I wish... "...in a far-off kingdom..." More than anything... "...lived a fair maiden..." More than jewels. "...a sad young lady..."
I wish... More than life...
I wish... "...with his wife". More than anything...
More than the moon...
I wish...
The King is giving a Festival. More than life... I wish... I wish to go to the Festival. More than riches... I wish my cow would Give us some milk. More than anything...
I wish we had a child.
I want a child... I wish to go to the Festival. Squeeze, pal... I wish you'd give us some Milk or even cheese... I wish...
I wish we might have a child. I wish... I wish...
You wish to go to the Festival? "The poor girl's mother had died..." You, Cinderella, the Festival? You wish to go to the Festival? What, you, Cinderella, the Festival? The Festival?! What, you wish to go to the Festival? The Festival? The King's Festival? "...аnd her father had taken for his new wife..."
The Festival... "...a woman with two daughters of her own".
Look at your nails! Look at your dress! People would laugh at you.
Nevertheless, I still want to go to the Festival And dance before the Prince.
"All three were beautiful of face, but vile and balck of heart. Jack, on the other hand, had no father, and his mother..."
I wish...
"...well, she was not quite beautiful".
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 house was full of gold- I wish a lot of things..
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...
Come, little birds, Down from the eaves And the leaves, Over fields, Out of castles and ponds...
No, squeeze, pal...
Ahhh... Quick, little birds, Flick through the ashes. Pick and peck, but swiftly, Sift through the ashes, Into the pot...
Listen well, son. Milky-White must be taken to market.
But, mother, no- he's the best cow!
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.
But...
Son, 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 fear your touched.
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.
You're certain of your way?
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.
Fly, birds, Back to the sky, Back to the eaves And the leaves And the fields And the...
Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella! Are you really wearing that?
Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella. Can't you hide it with a hat?
You look beautiful. I know. She means me. Put ut in a twist. Who will be there?...
Mother said be good, Father siad be nice, That was always their advice. So be nice, Cinderella, Good, Cinderella, Nice good good nice!
Tighter!
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!