[00:00.000] 作词 : Stephen Sondheim
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Stephen Sondheim
[00:02.340]Now the Prince, what was he like?
[00:05.647]He's a very nice Prince
[00:07.809]And?
[00:08.508]And
[00:09.501]It's a very nice ball
[00:11.653]And?
[00:12.293]And
[00:13.342]When I entered, they trumpeted
[00:15.230]And?
[00:16.063]The Prince?
[00:16.694]Oh, the Prince
[00:17.252]Yes, the Prince
[00:17.799]Well, he's tall
[00:19.146]Is that all?
[00:20.196]Did you dance?
[00:21.238]Is he charming? They say that he's charming
[00:23.404]We did nothing but dance
[00:25.897]Yes? And?
[00:27.640]And it made a nice change
[00:28.937]No, the Prince
[00:29.485]Oh, the Prince
[00:30.023]Yes, the Prince
[00:31.481]He has charm for a Prince, I guess
[00:33.815]Guess?
[00:35.256]I don't meet a wide range
[00:37.945]And it's all very strange
[00:40.999]Are you to return to the Festival tomorrow eve?
[00:43.218]Uh, perhaps
[00:44.948]Perhaps? Oh, to be pursued by a Prince
[00:48.267]All that pursues me is tomorrow's bread
[00:50.995]What I wouldn't give to be in your shoes
[00:53.096]Will you look over there
[00:54.398]An enormous vine growing next to that little cottage
[00:56.687]I mean slippers
[00:57.675]It looks like a giant beanstalk rising into the sky
[01:01.002]As pure as gold?
[01:02.341]I must get home
[01:04.399]Wait
[01:05.405]I need your shoes
[01:07.255]Hey
[01:08.173]Come back here

作词 : Stephen Sondheim
作曲 : Stephen Sondheim
Now the Prince, what was he like?
He's a very nice Prince
And?
And
It's a very nice ball
And?
And
When I entered, they trumpeted
And?
The Prince?
Oh, the Prince
Yes, the Prince
Well, he's tall
Is that all?
Did you dance?
Is he charming? They say that he's charming
We did nothing but dance
Yes? And?
And it made a nice change
No, the Prince
Oh, the Prince
Yes, the Prince
He has charm for a Prince, I guess
Guess?
I don't meet a wide range
And it's all very strange
Are you to return to the Festival tomorrow eve?
Uh, perhaps
Perhaps? Oh, to be pursued by a Prince
All that pursues me is tomorrow's bread
What I wouldn't give to be in your shoes
Will you look over there
An enormous vine growing next to that little cottage
I mean slippers
It looks like a giant beanstalk rising into the sky
As pure as gold?
I must get home
Wait
I need your shoes
Hey
Come back here