Once upon a time
I wish
In a far-off kingdom
More than anything
Lived a fair maiden
A sad young lad
I wish
And a childless baker
More than life
I wish
With his wife
More than anything
More than the moon
I wish
The King is giving a Festival
More than life
I wish
I wish to go to the Festival
More than riches
I wish my cow would
Give us some milk
More than anything
I wish we had a child
I want a child
I wish to go to the Festival
I wish you'd give us some
Milk or even cheese
I wish we might have a child
I wish
You wish to go to the Festival?
The poor girl's mother had died
You, Cinderella, the Festival?
You wish to go to the Festival?
The Festival!
The King's Festival?
And her father had taken for his new wife
The Festival
A woman with two daughters of her own
Look at you nails!
Look at your dress!
People would laugh at you
Nevertheless
I still want to go to the Festival
And dance before the Prince
All three were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart
Jack, on the other hand, had no father, and his mother
I wish
Well, she was not quite beautiful
I wish my son were not a fool
I wish my house was not a mess
I wish the cow was full of milk
I wish the walls was full of gold
I wish a lot of things
Why, come in, little girl
I wish
It's not for me
It's for my Granny in the woods
A loaf of bread, please
To bring my poor old hungry
Granny in the woods
Just a loaf of bread, please
Cinderella's Stepmother had a surprise for her
I have emptied a pot of lentils into the ashes for you
If you have picked them out again in two hours' time
You shall go to the ball with us
And perhaps a sticky bun?
Or four?
Birds in the sky
Birds in the eaves
In the leaves
In the fields
In the castles and ponds
And a few of those pies please
Come, little birds
Down from the eaves
And the leaves
Over fields
Out of castles and ponds
No, squeeze, pal
Ahh
Quick, little birds
Flick through the ashes
Pick and peck, but swiftly
Sift through the ashes
Into the pot
Listen well, son, Milky-White must be taken to market
But, mother, no-,he's the best cow
Look at her
There are bugs on her dugs
There are flies in her eyes
There's a lump on her rump
Big enough to be a hump
But
Son
We've no time to sit and dither
While her wither's wither with her
And no one keeps a cow for a friend!
Sometimes I fear your touched
Into the woods
It's time to go
I hate to leave
I have to, though
Into the woods
It's time, and so
I must begin my journey
Into the woods
And through the trees
To where I am
Expected ma'am
Into the woods
To Grandmother's house
Into the woods
To Grandmother's house
You're certain of your way?
The way is clear
The light is good
I have no fear
Nor no one should
The woods are just trees
The trees are just wood
I sort of hate to ask it
But do you have a basket?
Into the woods
And down the dell
The path is straight
I know it well
Into the woods
And who can tell
What's waiting on the journey?
Into the woods
To bring some bread
To Granny who
Is sick in bed
Never can tell
What lies ahead
For all that I know
She's already dead
But into the woods
Into the woods
Into the woods
To Grandmother's house
And home before dark
Fly, birds
Back to the sky
Back to the eaves
And the leaves
And the fields
And the
Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella!
Are you really wearing that?
Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella
Can't you hide it with a hat?
You look beautiful
I know
She means me
Put it in a twist
Who will be there?
Mother said be good
Father said be nice
That was always their advice
So be nice, Cinderella
Good, Cinderella
Nice good good nice
Tighter!
What's the good of being good
If everyone is blind
And you're always left behind?
Never mind, Cinderella
Kind Cinderella
Nice good nice kind good nice
Not that tight!
Sorry
Clod
Who might that be?
It's the witch from next door
The old enchantress told the couple she had
Placed a spell on their house
What spell?
In the past, when your mother was with child, she developed
An unusual appetite, she took one look at my beautiful garden
And told your father that what she wanted more than
Anything in the world was
Greens, greens and nothing but greens
Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery
Asparagus and watercress and
Fiddleferns and lettuce!
He said, "All right"
But it wasn't, quite
'Cause I caught him in the autumn
In my garden one night!
He was robbing me
Raping me
Rooting through my rutabaga
Raiding my arugula and
Ripping up my rampion
(My champion! My favorite!)
I should have laid a spell on him
Right there
Could have changed him into stone
Or a dog or a chair
But I let him have the rampion
I'd lots to spare
In return, however
I said, "Fair is fair:
You can let me have the baby
That your wife will bear
And we'll call it square"
I had a brother?
No, but you had a sister
But the witch refused to tell him anymore of his sister
Not even that her name was Rapunzel
I though I had been more than reasonable
But how was I to know what your father
Had also hidden in his pocket!
What?
Beans
Beans?
The special beans
I let him go
I didn't know
He'd stolen my beans!
I was watching him crawl
Back over the wall!
Then bang! Crash!
And the lightning flash!
And well, that's another story
Never mind
Anyway, at last
The big day came
And I made my claim
"Oh, don't take away the baby"
They shrieked and screeched
But I did
And I hid her
Where she'll never be reached
And your father cried
And your mother died
When for extra measure
I admit it was a pleasure
I said, "Sorry
I'm still not mollified"
And I laid little spell on them
You, too, son
That your family tree
Would always be a barren one
So there's no more fuss
And there's no more scenes
And my garden thrives
You should see my nectarines!
But I'm telling you the same
I tell kings and queens:
Don't ever never ever
Mess around with my greens!
Especially the beans
Now closely to me, Jack. Lead Milky-White to market and
Fetch the best price you can. Are you listening to me?
Jack Jack Jack
Head in a sack
The house is getting colder
This is not the time for dreaming
Chimney stack
Starting to crack
The mice are getting bolder
The floor's gone slack
Your mother's getting older
Your father's not back
And you can't just sit here dreaming pretty dreams
To wish and wait
From day to day
Will never keep
The wolves away
So into the woods
The time is now
We have to live
I don't care how
Into the woods
To sell the cow
You must begin the journey
Straight to the woods
And don't delay
You have to face
The marketplace
Into the woods to journey's end
Into the woods to sell a friend
Meanwhile, the Witch, for purposes of her own
Explained how the Baker might lift the spell
You wish to have
The curse reversed?
I'll need a certain
Potion first
Go to the woods and bring me back
One: the cow as white as milk
Two: the cape as red as blood
Three: the hair as yellow as corn
Four: the slipper as pure as gold
Bring me these
Before the chime
Of midnight
In three day's time
And you shall have
I guarantee
A child as perfect
As child can be
Go to the wood!
Ladies
Our carriage waits
Now may I go to the Festival?
The Festival!
Darling, those nails!
Darling, those clothes!
Lentils are one thing but
Darling, with those
You'd make us the fools of the Festival
And mortify the Prince!
Our carriage is waiting
We must be gone
Good night, Father
I wish
Look what I found in father's hunting jacket
Six beans, we'll take them with us
No!
The spell is on my house
Only I can lift the spell
The spell is on my house
No, no, t
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