Luyện nghe bài hát Into The Woods - Prologue Act I

Once upon a

I wish...

in a far-off

More anything...

lived a maiden,

More jewels...

a sad lad

I wish...

and a childless

More life...

CINDERELLA &
I wish...

his wife.

More anything...

CINDERELLA, & JACK
than the moon...

BAKER'S
I wish...

The is giving a Festival. BAKER & WIFE

More life...

I wish...

I to go to the Festival.

More riches...

I my cow would
us some milk.

And the Ball...

BAKER'S
More anything...

Please,

I we had a child.

WIFE
I a child...

Squeeze, pal...

I to go to the Festival.

I wish you'd us some
or even cheese...

I wish...

BAKER'S
I wish we have a child.
I wish...
I wish...

You to go to the Festival?

The girl's mother had died,

You Cinderella, you to go to the festival?

What, you, Cinderella, the
The Festival?!

What, you to go to the Festival?

ALL
The
The Festival?

And her father had for his new wife

The Festival...

a woman with two of her own.

Look at nails!

Look at dress!

People would laugh at

CINDERELLA, STEPMOTHER, &
Nevertheless,
I/she still to go to the Festival
And dance the Prince.

All were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart.
Jack, on the other hand, had no father, and his

MOTHER
I wish...

Well, she was not beautiful-

JACK'S
I wish my son not a fool.
I my house was not a mess.
I wish the cow was of milk.
I wish the house was of gold-
I a lot of things...

You child!
What are you doing with a cow the house?

A warm might just be
what Milky White to produce
his milk.

JACK'S
a she!
How many must I tell you?
shes can give milk!

BAKER'S
Why, come in, girl.

RED RIDING HOOD
I wish...

not for me,
It's for my in the woods.
A of bread, please-
To my poor old hungry
in the woods...

Just a of bread, please...

Cinderella's Stepmother had a for her.

I have emptied a pot of lentils the ashes for you.
If you have picked out again in two hours' time,
you shall go to the with us.

RED RIDING HOOD
And a sticky bun?...
Or four?...

in the sky,
in the eaves,
I the leaves,
In the fields,
In the and ponds...

LITTLE RED RIDING
And a few of pies... please...

Come, birds,
Down the eaves
And the leaves,
fields,
Out of and ponds...

Now, squeeze, pal...

Ahhh...
Quick, birds,
through the ashes.
and peck, but swiftly,
Sift the ashes,
the pot...

JACK'S
well, son. Milky-White must be taken to market.

But, mother, no- he's the cow-

MOTHER
Was! Was! SHEEEEE'S dry for a week.
no food, no money,
and no but to sell her.

But mother...

JACK'S
at her!
There are on her dugs.
There are in her eyes.
There's a on her rump
Big to be a hump-

JACK'S
Son,
We've no to sit and dither,
While her wither's wither with
And no one a cow for a friend!

I fear you're touched.

LITTLE RED HOOD
the woods,
It's to go,
I to leave,
I to, though.
Into the
time, and so
I must my journey.

Into the
And through the
To I am
ma'am,
Into the
To Grandmother's

the woods
To house-

WIFE
You're of your way?

LITTLE RED HOOD
The way is clear,
The is good,
I no fear,
Nor no one should.
The are just trees,
The trees are wood.
I of hate to ask it,
But do you a basket?

Into the
And the dell,
The is straight,
I it well.
the woods,
And who can
What's waiting on the

the woods
To some bread
To who
Is in bed.
can tell
What ahead.
For all I know,
already dead.

But the woods,
the woods,
Into the
To house
And home dark.

Fly, birds,
to the sky,
Back to the
And the
And the
And

up and do my hair, Cinderella!

Are you really wearing

Here, I found a tear, Cinderella.

you hide it with a hat?

You beautiful.

I know.

She me.

Put it in a twist.

Who be there?...

Mother be good,
said be nice,
That was always advice.
So be nice, Cinderella,
Good, Cinderella,
Nice good good

Tighter!

What's the of being good
If everyone is
And you're always behind?
mind, Cinderella,
Kind
Nice good nice good nice-

(Florinda slaps hard across the face.)

Not tight!

I'm sorry.

Clod.

Because the Baker had his Father
and his Mother in a accident...
Well, at that's what he believed,
he was to have a family of his own, and was concerned
all efforts until now had failed.

Who that be?

WIFE
We've sold our last of bread.

It's the witch from door!

BAKER & BAKER'S
We no bread.

Of you've got no bread!

Then is it you wish?

It's not I wish! It's what you wish!

(points to Wife)
Nothing cooking in now is there?

The old enchantress told the she had
a spell on their house.

What

In the past, when you were no than a babe,
your Father his young wife and you here to this cottage.
They a handsome couple,
but not neighbours!
You see, your mother was child,
and she had developed an appetite.
She one look at my beautiful garden,
and told your father that she wanted more than
in the world was

(rapping)
Greens, greens and nothing but
Parsley, peppers, and celery,
Asparagus and and
Fiddleferns, lettuce-!

He said, "All right,"
But it wasn't, quite,
'Cause I caught him in the
In my one night!
He was me,
me,
Rooting my rutabaga,
Raiding my and
up my rampion
(My champion! My favorite!)-
I have laid a spell on him
there,
Could have him into stone
Or a dog or a chair...

But I let him the rampion-
I'd to spare.
In return, however,
I said, "Fair is
You can let me have the
That your will bear.

And we'll it square."

I had a

No! But you had a sister.

But the refused to tell him anymore of his sister.
Not even that her was Rapunzel.

I though I had been more reasonable.
And that we all might live there after.
But how was I to know what father
had also in his pocket?
You see, I had inheireted that garden,
my mother warned me I would be punished
if I to ever loose any of the BEANS!

& WIFE

The beans.

I let him go,
I didn't
stolen my beans!

I was him crawl,
over the wall-!
bang! Crash!
And the flash!
And- well, that's story,
mind-
Anyway, at
The big day came,
And I my claim.
"Oh, don't away the baby,"
They and screeched,
But I did,
And I hid her
Where never be reached.

Your cried,
your died.
And for measure-
I admit it was a
I said, "Sorry,
I'm not mollified."

And I laid little spell on
You, too,
That your family
always be a barren one...

BAKER'S
No!!

So there's no more
And there's no scenes
And my garden
You see my nectarines!
But I'm tellling you the
I tell kings and
Don't never ever
Mess with my greens!
the beans.

JACK'S
Now closely to me, Jack. Lead Milky-White to and
fetch the price you can.
no less than five pounds.
Are you to me?

Jack Jack,
in a sack,
The is getting colder,
is not the time for dreaming.

Chimney
to crack,
The mice are bolder,
The floor's slack,
Your getting older,
father's not back,
And you can't just sit here dreaming dreams.

To and wait
day to day
Will never
The away.

So into the
The is now.
We to live,
I care how.
the woods
To the cow,
You begin the journey.
Straight to the
and delay-
We have to
The marketplace.
Into the woods to end-

Into the to sell a friend-

JACK'S
Someday you'll have a pet, Jack.

A piggy?!

JACK'S
(groan)

Meanwhile, the Witch, for of her own,
explained how the Baker might lift the

You wish to
The reversed?
need a certain
first.
Go to the woods and bring me
One: the cow as as milk,
Two: the as red as blood,
Three: the hair as as corn,
Four: the slipper as as gold.

Bring me
the chime
Of midnight,
In three time,
And you have,
I guarantee,
A as perfect
As can be.

Go to the wood!

Ladies.
Our waits.

Now may I go to the

The Festival-!
Darling, nails!
Darling, clothes!
Lentils are one but
Darling, those,
You'd us the fools of the Festival
And the Prince!

FATHER
Our is waiting.

We be gone.

night, Father.
I wish...

Look what I found in father's jacket.

WIFE
Six beans.

I if they are-

WIFE
The Witch's beans! We'll them with us!

No! You are not to come.

BAKER'S
I know you are fearful of the at night.

No! The is on my house.
Only I can the spell,
The is on my house.

WIFE
No, no, the is on our house.
We must the spell.

No. You are not to come and is final.
Now am I to return with?

WIFE
You remember?

The cow as as milk,
The as red as blood,
The hair as as corn,
The slipper as pure as

The cow as as milk,
The as red as blood,
The as yellow as corn,
The as pure as gold...

And so the Baker, reluctantly, set off to the
demands.
And as for

I still to go to the Festival,
But how am I to get to the Festival?

The cow as as milk,
The as red as blood,
The as yellow as corn-

I know!
I'll visit grave,
The at the hazel tree,
And tell her I just to
Go to the Festival...

The slipper as as gold...
The cow, the cape,
The slipper as as gold-

WIFE
The hair-!

CINDERELLA &
the woods,
It's to go,
It may be all
In vain, I know.
Into the
But so,
I to take the journey.

CINDERELLA, & WIFE
the woods,
The is straight,
You it well,
But who can

Into the to lift the spell-

Into the to visit Mother-

BAKER'S
Into the woods to fetch the

To the potion-

To got to the

CINDERELLA, JACK, JACK'S MOTHER, BAKER,
Into the
regret,
The is made,
The is set.
the woods,
But not
why I'm on the journey.
(Little Red hood Joins)
Into the
to get my wish,
I don't how,
The is now.

MOTHER
Into the to sell the cow-

Into the to get the money-

WIFE
Into the to lift the spell-

To make the

To go to the

LITTLE RED RIDING
Into the woods to house...
Into the to Grandmother's house...

ALL
The way is clear,
The is good,
I no fear,
No no one should.
The woods are trees,
The trees are wood.
No need to be afraid

& BAKER
There's something in the there...

ALL
the woods,
delay,
But no
To the way.
the woods,
Who knows may
Be on the journey?

the woods
To get the
That makes it
The journeying.
into the

STEMOTHER &
To see the

JACK &
To the cow-

& WIFE
To the potion-

ALL
To
To
To
To
To
To
To go to the Festival-!

the woods!
the woods!
the woods,
out of the woods,
And before dark!