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 a Festival. BAKER & WIFE

More life...

I wish...

I to go to the Festival.

More riches...

I my cow would
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 you'd us some
milk or cheese...

I wish...

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

You to go to the Festival?

The poor girl's had died,

You Cinderella, you wish to go to the

What, you, Cinderella, the
The Festival?!

What, you to go to the Festival?

ALL
The
The Festival?

And her had taken for his new wife

The Festival...

a woman with two of her own.

Look at nails!

Look at dress!

People laugh at you-

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

All were beautiful 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-

MOTHER
I my son were not a fool.
I wish my was not a mess.
I the cow was full of milk.
I wish the house was of gold-
I a lot of things...

You child!
What are you doing with a cow inside the

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

MOTHER
a she!
How times must I tell you?
Only can give milk!

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

LITTLE RED 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,
from 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
Listen well, son. must be taken to market.

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

JACK'S
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.
are flies in her eyes.
There's a lump on her
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!

Sometimes I you're touched.

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

Into the
And the trees
To I am
ma'am,
Into the
To house-

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 trees are wood.
I sort of 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

Into the
To bring bread
To who
Is in bed.
Never can
What 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 hide it 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 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 lost his
and his in a baking accident...
Well, at least what he believed,
he was eager to have a of his own, and was concerned
that all efforts now had failed.

Who might be?

WIFE
We've sold our last of bread.

It's the witch from door!

& BAKER'S WIFE
We no bread.

Of course got no bread!

Then is it you wish?

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

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

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

What

In the past, when you were no more a babe,
Father brought 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 an unusual appetite.
She took one at my beautiful garden,
and told father that what she wanted more than
in the world was

(rapping)
Greens, and nothing but greens:
Parsley, peppers, and celery,
and watercress 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,
my arugula and
Ripping up my
(My champion! My favorite!)-
I have laid 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 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 her name was Rapunzel.

I though I had more than reasonable.
And we all might live happily there after.
But how was I to know what your
had also hidden in his
You see, when I had that garden,
my mother warned me that I be punished
if I were to ever any of the BEANS!

& WIFE

The beans.

I let him go,
I didn't
He'd my beans!

I was him crawl,
Back 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 away the baby,"
shrieked and screeched,
But I did,
And I hid her
Where she'll be reached.

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

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

WIFE
No!!

So there's no more
And there's no scenes
And my thrives-
You see my nectarines!
But I'm you the same
I tell and queens:
ever never ever
Mess around my greens!
the beans.

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

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

stack
to crack,
The are getting bolder,
The gone slack,
Your getting older,
father's not back,
And you can't just sit here pretty dreams.

To and wait
day to day
Will keep
The away.

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

Into the to sell a friend-

JACK'S
Someday have a real pet, Jack.

A piggy?!

JACK'S
(groan)

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

You to have
The curse
I'll need a
first.
Go to the woods and me back
One: the cow as as milk,
Two: the as red as blood,
Three: the as yellow as corn,
the slipper 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!
Lentils are one but
Darling, those,
You'd make us the 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-

BAKER'S
The beans! We'll take them 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.

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

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

WIFE
You don't

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 slipper as 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 ever to get to the

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

I know!
I'll visit grave,
The grave at the tree,
And tell her I just 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 have to the journey.

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

Into the woods to the spell-

Into the woods to Mother-

BAKER'S
the woods to fetch the things-

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

MOTHER
Into the woods to 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
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 are just wood.
No to be afraid there-

CINDERELLA &
something in the glade there...

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

Into the
To get the
That it worth
The journeying.
into the

& STEPSISTERS
To see the

& MOTHER
To sell the

& 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!