Don't Do Sadness / Blue Wind (from Spring Awakening)
16 year-olds, Mitch Grassi and Kirstie Maldonado, perform Don't Do Sadness Blue Wind from Spring Awakening for a spring voice recital (YouTube video uploaded by user adeichert, 21.05.2013, Low-360p)
MORITZ Aweful sweet to be a little butterfly. Just wingin' over things And nothing deep inside. Nothing goin', goin' wild in you, you know. You're slowing by the riverside, Or floatin' high and blue.
Or may be cool to be a little summer wind. Like once through everything And then away again. With the taste of dust in your mouth all day But no need to know. Like sadness, you just sail away.
'Cuz you know I don't do sadness, Not even a little bit. Just don't need it in my life. Don't want any part of it. I don't do sadness. Hey, I've done my time Lookin' back on it all. Man, it blows my mind. I don't do sadness, So been there. Don't do sadness, Just don't care.
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ILSE Spring and summer ev’ry other day Blue wind gets so sad Blowin’ through the thick corn, Through the bales of hay, Through the open books on the grass Spring and summer
Sure, when it’s autumn Wind always wants to Creep up and haunt you Whistlin’ it’s got you With its heartache, with its sorrow Winter wind sings and it cries
Spring and summer ev’ry other day Blue wind gets so pained Blowin’ through the thick corn, Through the bales of hay, Through the sudden drift of the rain Spring and summer.
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MORITZ So maybe I should be some kind of laundry line. Hang their things on me And I will swing 'em dry. You're just wavin' the sun throught the afternoon, And then see, they come to set you free Beneath the risin' moon.
MORIZ (With ILSE) 'Cuz you know I don't do sadness, Not even a little bit. Just don't need it in my life. Don't want any part of it. I don't do sadness. Hey, I've done my time Lookin' back on it all. Man, it blows my mind. I don't do sadness, So been there. Don't do sadness, Just don't care.
ILSE (With MORITZ) Spring and summer ev’ry other day Blue wind gets so lost Blowin’ through the thick corn, Through the bales of hay
Spring and summer ev’ry other day Blue wind gets so lost Blowin’ through the thick corn, Through the bales of hay, Through the wandering clouds of the dust Spring and summer