Luyện nghe bài hát Into The Woods - Prologue Act I

Once a time

I wish...

in a kingdom

More anything...

lived a maiden,

More jewels...

a sad lad

I wish...

and a childless

More life...

& BAKER
I wish...

his wife.

More anything...

CINDERELLA, & JACK
More 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 wish my cow
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 poor girl's had died,

You Cinderella, you to go to the festival?

What, you, Cinderella, the
The Festival?!

What, you wish to go to the

ALL
The
The Festival?

And her father had taken for his new

The Festival...

a with two daughters of her own.

Look at nails!

Look at dress!

People would laugh at

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

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

JACK'S
I wish...

Well, she was not beautiful-

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

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

A enviroment might just be
Milky White needs to produce
his milk.

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

BAKER'S
Why, come in, girl.

LITTLE RED RIDING
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 had a surprise for her.

I have a pot of lentils into the ashes for you.
If you have them out again in two hours' time,
you shall go to the 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 from the
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
Listen well, son. must be taken to market.

But, mother, no- the best cow-

MOTHER
Was! Was! been 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.
are flies 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 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

BAKER'S
You're certain of your

RED RIDING 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 have a

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

the woods
To some bread
To who
Is in bed.
Never can
lies ahead.
For all I know,
She's 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.

Can't you it with a hat?

You beautiful.

I know.

She me.

Put it in a twist.

Who be there?...

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

Tighter!

What's the good of good
If everyone is
And always left 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 lost his
and his in a baking accident...
Well, at that's what he believed,
he was to have a family of his own, and was concerned
that all until now had failed.

Who that be?

WIFE
We've sold our loaf of bread.

It's the witch from door!

& BAKER'S WIFE
We no bread.

Of you've got no bread!

Then what is it you

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
placed a spell on house.

What

In the past, you were no more than a babe,
your Father brought his wife and you here to this cottage.
They a handsome couple,
but not neighbours!
You see, mother was with child,
and she had an unusual appetite.
She took one at my beautiful garden,
and told your father what she wanted more 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 into
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 wife will bear.

And we'll it square."

I had a

No! But you had a sister.

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

I though I had more than reasonable.
And that we all might live happily 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 I would be punished
if I were to ever any of the BEANS!

BAKER &

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, another story,
mind-
Anyway, at
The big day came,
And I my claim.
"Oh, don't take the baby,"
shrieked and screeched,
But I did,
And I hid her
Where never be reached.

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

And I laid little on them-
You, too,
That your family
Would be a barren one...

WIFE
No!!

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

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

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

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

To wish and
day to day
Will keep
The away.

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

Into the to sell a friend-

JACK'S
you'll have 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 bring me
the cow as white as milk,
Two: the as red as blood,
Three: the hair as as corn,
Four: the as pure as gold.

Bring me
Before the
Of midnight,
In day's 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!
are one thing 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 I found in father's hunting jacket.

WIFE
Six beans.

I wonder if are-

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

No! You are not to come.

BAKER'S
I you are fearful of the woods 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 must the spell.

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

BAKER'S
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 to get to the Festival?

The cow as as milk,
The as red as blood,
The hair as 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 as pure as gold...
The cow, the cape,
The slipper as as gold-

BAKER'S
The hair-!

& BAKER
the woods,
It's to go,
It may be all
In vain, I know.
Into the
But so,
I have to 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-

WIFE
Into the woods to the things-

To the potion-

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 hood Joins)
Into the
to get my wish,
I care how,
The is now.

JACK'S
Into the to sell the cow-

Into the woods to get the

BAKER'S
the woods to lift the spell-

To make the

To go to the

LITTLE RED HOOD
the woods 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 woods are trees,
The trees are wood.
No need to be there-

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

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

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

STEMOTHER &
To see the

& MOTHER
To sell the

BAKER &
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!