Luyện nghe bài hát Into The Woods - Prologue Act I

Once upon a

I wish...

in a kingdom

More anything...

lived a maiden,

More jewels...

a sad lad

I wish...

and a baker

More life...

& BAKER
I wish...

his wife.

More anything...

CINDERELLA, & JACK
than the moon...

BAKER'S
I wish...

The King is a Festival. BAKER & WIFE

More life...

I wish...

I to go to the Festival.

More riches...

I wish my cow
give us milk.

And the Ball...

BAKER'S
than anything...

Please,

I we had a child.

BAKER'S
I a child...

Squeeze, pal...

I to go to the Festival.

I wish give us some
milk or cheese...

I wish...

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

You to go to the Festival?

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 for his new wife

The Festival...

a with two daughters of her own.

Look at nails!

Look at dress!

People would laugh at

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

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

JACK'S
I wish...

Well, she was not beautiful-

MOTHER
I wish my son 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 with a cow inside the house?

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

MOTHER
a she!
How times 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 had a surprise for her.

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

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

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

LITTLE RED HOOD
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,
Flick the ashes.
and peck, but swiftly,
Sift the ashes,
the pot...

JACK'S
Listen well, son. must be taken to market.

But, mother, no- he's the best

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

But mother...

JACK'S
at her!
There are on her dugs.
There are in her eyes.
There's a lump on her
Big enough to be a

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

I fear you're touched.

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

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

Into the
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 are just wood.
I of hate to ask it,
But do you a basket?

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

Into the
To some bread
To who
Is in bed.
Never can
lies ahead.
For all I know,
already dead.

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

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

up and do my hair, Cinderella!

Are you really that?

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,
Father be nice,
was always their advice.
So be nice, Cinderella,
Good, Cinderella,
Nice good nice-

Tighter!

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

(Florinda slaps hard across the face.)

Not tight!

I'm sorry.

Clod.

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

Who might be?

BAKER'S
We've our last loaf of bread.

It's the from next 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)
cooking in there now is there?

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

What

In the past, you were no more than a babe,
your Father brought his young wife and you 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 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,
I caught him in the autumn
In my one night!
He was me,
me,
Rooting my rutabaga,
my arugula and
Ripping up my
(My champion! My favorite!)-
I should have a spell on him
there,
Could changed 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 wife bear.

And we'll it square."

I had a

No! But you had a sister.

But the witch refused to him anymore of his sister.
Not that her name was Rapunzel.

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

& WIFE

The beans.

I let him go,
I know
stolen my beans!

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

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

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

WIFE
No!!

So there's no more
And there's no scenes
And my garden
You see my nectarines!
But I'm you the same
I tell kings and
Don't ever ever
Mess around my greens!
the beans.

JACK'S
Now closely to me, Jack. Lead to market and
the best price you can.
Take no less five pounds.
Are you to me?

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

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

To wish and
day to day
Will keep
The away.

So the woods
The is now.
We to live,
I care how.
Into the
To the cow,
You must the journey.
to the woods
and delay-
We to face
The marketplace.
Into the woods to journey's

Into the woods to sell a

MOTHER
Someday you'll a real pet, Jack.

A piggy?!

JACK'S
(groan)

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

You to have
The reversed?
need a certain
first.
Go to the woods and me back
the cow as white as milk,
Two: the 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 child as
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,
make us the fools of the Festival
And the Prince!

FATHER
Our is waiting.

We be gone.

night, Father.
I wish...

Look what I in father's hunting jacket.

BAKER'S
Six beans.

I wonder if they

BAKER'S
The Witch's beans! take 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.
I can lift the spell,
The is on my house.

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

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

WIFE
You don't

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

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

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

I wish to go to the Festival,
But how am I ever to get to the

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

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

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

BAKER'S
The hair-!

CINDERELLA &
the woods,
It's to go,
It may be all
In vain, I know.
the woods-
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
Into the woods to the things-

To make the

To got to the

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

JACK'S
Into the woods to sell the

Into the to get the money-

WIFE
Into the woods to the spell-

To the potion-

To go to the

LITTLE RED HOOD
Into the to Grandmother's house...
Into the woods to 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 need to be afraid

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

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

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

STEMOTHER &
To see the

JACK &
To sell the

BAKER &
To make the

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!