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No. 20 - Chansonette and Duet - The Prince and Flora
| The Prince: | Who can tell me where she dwells, My sweetheart fair, my lady? Guide me, chiming heather bells T hat ring in copses shady; Mavis singing cheerlie, Can you say where she may be? Who is all the world to me, My sweetheart fair, my lady. Breeze, bear my song to her, Winds, speed along to her, Tell her I love her, will love her for aye! Birds, come and sing of her, Fair tidings bring of her, of her In whose eyes are my night and my day. |
| Who can say how blue the eyes Of my dear love, my lady? Blue as bits of heaven seen through summer leafage shady; Ah! her voice is soft to me As the wood-brook's 'melody; Sing and guide me unto thee, My sweetheart fair, my lady. Breeze, bear my song to her, Winds, speed along to her, Tell her I love her, will love her for aye! Birds, come and sing of her, Fair tidings bring of her, of her In whose eyes are my night and my day. |
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| Prince: | Can she be there? Ah! |
| Flora: | Fa la! Fa la, fa la la! |
| Prince: | That voice! |
| Flora: | Fa la! Fa la, |
| Prince: | 'Tis she! |
| Flora: | Fa la la la! Fa la, la, la! |
| Prince: | That voice I know; 'Tis she I love who sings, who sings. |
| Flora: | A bird sang at my window At the dawn, at the dawn; Fa la la la la la la la la! Fa la la! |
| Prince: | 'Tis she! |
| Flora: | Oh loving heart, despair thou not, Trust on, trust thou on! Fa la la la la la la la la! Fa la la la la la la la la! Fa la! He loves thee, loves thee well, And only thee! |
| Prince: | Yes, he loves only thee! He will come, will come to set thee free! |
| Flora: | And he will come at last, Will come at last to set thee free! |
| Prince: | Will set thee free! |
| Flora: | Fa la la la la la la! |
| Prince: | 'Tis she! |
| Flora: | Fa la... |
| Prince: | He will set thee free! |
| Flora: | A bird sang at my window At the dawn, at the dawn; Fa la la la la la la la la! |
| Prince: | I hear! |
| Flora: | Fa la la la la la la la la! |
| Prince: | She's there! |
| Flora: | Fa la la la! Fa la la la! Fa la! |
| Prince: | Flora! Flora! 'Tis I, and help is nigh! |
| Flora: | My Prince! There's danger for thee here! For thee, more than myself I fear. |
| Prince: | For me! |
| Flora: | For thee I fear. |
| Both: | True heart and tender, I greet thee at last, Banish all fear, for a comrade is nigh; Peril to share with thee, Danger to dare with thee, |
| Prince: | For thee to live, |
| Flora: | Live for thee |
| Both: | Or with thee to die. |
| Prince: | For thee to live, If there's life for us, more life for us. |
| Flora: | With thee to die if our death is decreed. |
| Both: | Breeze, bear my song to thee, Winds, speed along to thee, Told thee I love thee, will love thee for aye! Birds came to sing of thee, Fair tidings to bring of thee, Thou in whose eyes are my night and my day! |
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American Musical Theatre | Rob Roy
Page modified 18 February 2017