Luyện nghe bài hát Into The Woods - Prologue Act I

Once a time

I wish...

in a far-off

More anything...

lived a maiden,

More jewels...

a sad lad

I wish...

and a baker

More life...

CINDERELLA &
I wish...

his wife.

More anything...

CINDERELLA, BAKER &
than the moon...

BAKER'S
I wish...

The King is giving a Festival. & 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 give us
milk or cheese...

I wish...

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

You wish to go to the

The poor 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 King's

And her father had taken for his new

The Festival...

a woman with two of her own.

Look at nails!

Look at dress!

People would at you-

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

All three were beautiful of face, but vile and of heart.
Jack, on the hand, had no father, and his mother-

JACK'S
I wish...

Well, she was not quite

JACK'S
I my son were not a fool.
I wish my 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 enviroment just be
Milky White needs to produce
his milk.

JACK'S
a she!
How many times must I tell
Only can give milk!

WIFE
Why, come in, girl.

LITTLE RED HOOD
I wish...

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

Just a of bread, please...

Cinderella's Stepmother had a for her.

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

LITTLE RED RIDING
And perhaps a 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,
from the eaves
And the leaves,
fields,
Out of and ponds...

Now, squeeze, pal...

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

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

But, mother, no- the best cow-

MOTHER
Was! Was! been 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.
are flies in her eyes.
There's a on her rump
Big to be a hump-

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

Sometimes I you're touched.

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

the woods
And through the
To I am
ma'am,
Into the
To house-

the woods
To Grandmother's

WIFE
You're certain of your

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

Into the
And the dell,
The is straight,
I it well.
the woods,
And who can
waiting on the journey?

Into the
To bring some
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 wearing that?

Here, I a little tear, Cinderella.

Can't you 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 their advice.
So be nice, Cinderella,
Good, Cinderella,
Nice good nice-

Tighter!

What's the of being good
If is blind
And you're always left
mind, Cinderella,
Kind
Nice good nice kind nice-

(Florinda slaps hard across the face.)

Not tight!

I'm sorry.

Clod.

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

Who that be?

WIFE
We've sold our last of bread.

It's the from next door!

BAKER & BAKER'S
We no bread.

Of course got no bread!

Then what is it you

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

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

The old told the couple she had
placed a on their house.

What

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

(rapping)
Greens, greens and but greens:
Parsley, peppers, and celery,
Asparagus and and
Fiddleferns, lettuce-!

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

But I let him have the
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 your father
had also hidden in his
You see, when I had inheireted garden,
my mother warned me that I be punished
if I to ever loose any of the BEANS!

& WIFE

The beans.

I let him go,
I know
stolen my beans!

I was him crawl,
over the wall-!
bang! Crash!
And the flash!
And- well, another story,
Never
Anyway, at
The big day came,
And I my claim.
"Oh, take away the baby,"
shrieked and screeched,
But I did,
And I hid her
Where never be reached.

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

And I little spell on them-
You, too,
your family tree
Would always be a one...

WIFE
No!!

So no more fuss
And there's no more
And my thrives-
You see my nectarines!
But I'm tellling you the
I kings and queens:
Don't ever never
Mess around my greens!
the beans.

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

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

Chimney
to crack,
The are getting bolder,
The gone slack,
Your getting older,
Your not back,
And you just sit here dreaming pretty dreams.

To and wait
day to day
Will never
The away.

So into the
The is now.
We to live,
I don't how.
Into the
To the cow,
You begin the journey.
Straight to the
and delay-
We have to
The marketplace.
the woods to journey's end-

Into the to sell a friend-

MOTHER
Someday you'll have a pet, Jack.

A piggy?!

JACK'S
(groan)

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

You to have
The reversed?
I'll need a
first.
Go to the woods and bring me
One: the cow as as milk,
the cape as red as blood,
Three: the hair as as corn,
Four: the as pure as gold.

me these
Before the
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 make us the fools of the
And the Prince!

FATHER
Our is waiting.

We be gone.

night, Father.
I wish...

Look what I in father's hunting jacket.

WIFE
Six beans.

I wonder if they

WIFE
The Witch's beans! We'll take them 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.

BAKER'S
No, no, the is on our house.
We must the spell.

No. You are not to and that is final.
Now what am I to with?

BAKER'S
You remember?

The cow as as milk,
The as red as blood,
The hair as as corn,
The slipper as as gold-

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 hair as yellow as

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

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

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

Into the to lift the spell-

Into the woods to Mother-

BAKER'S
the woods to fetch the things-

To make the

To got to the

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

MOTHER
Into the woods to sell the

Into the to get the money-

BAKER'S
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 are just trees,
The are just wood.
No to be afraid there-

CINDERELLA &
There's in the glade there...

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

Into the
To get the
That makes it
The journeying.
the woods-

STEMOTHER &
To see the

& MOTHER
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 home dark!