Love Changes Everything
ALEX
Love,
Love changes everything:
Hands and faces,
Earth and sky,
Love,
Love changes everything:
How you live and
How you die
Love
Can make the summer fly,
Or a night
Seem like a lifetime.
Yes, Love,
Love changes everything:
Now I tremble
At your name.
Nothing in the
World will ever
Be the same.
Love,
Love changes everything:
Days are longer,
Words mean more.
Love,
Love changes everything:
Pain is deeper
Than before.
Love
Will turn your world around,
And that world
Will last for ever.
Yes, Love,
Love changes everything,
Brings you glory,
Brings you shame.
Nothing in the
World will ever
Be the same.
Why did I go back to see her...?
WOMAN (GIULIETTA)
Alex, it's all in the past...
ALEX
Off
Into the world we go,
Planning futures,
Shaping years.
Love,
Bursts in, and suddenly
All our wisdom
Disappears.
Love
Makes fools of everyone:
All the rules
We make are broken.
Yes, Love,
Love changes everyone.
Live or perish
In its flame.
Love will never,
Never let you
Be the same.
CROONER: (singing throughout the scene)
How do you say
I only know
Parlez-vous francais?
How do you say:
Parlez-vous francais?
How do you say:
Adieu to drinks and danser,
ALEX
Seeing is believing,
Whatever happens,
ROSE
Seeing is believing
What are we doing?
ALEX
BOTH
No way of knowing
Seeing is believing!
ROSE
Rien de plus triste
Chanson d'enfance,
RIFLE-RANGE BARKER
FREAK-SHOW BARKER
RIFLE-RANGE BARKER
FREAK-SHOW BARKER
RIFLE-RANGE BARKER
FREAK-SHOW BARKER
CHORUS
Everybody loves a hero!
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
BOTH
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
ALEX
GEORGE
BOTH
MARCEL:
If they could only know you:
Tonight was a wonder!
GEORGE:
Other pleasures...
You amaze me!
Pleasures old and new
Wild mimosa,...
Sailing off
GIULIETTA:
Gazing into eyes,
Hands are just hands,
There is more to love,
There is peace of mind,
Everyone but him
If I could hear
Now each time
There is more ot love,
JENNY:
ALEX:
JENNY:
ALEX:
JENNY:
ALEX:
JENNY:
ALEX: (wry)
JENNY:
ALEX:
BOTH:
GEORGE:
JENNY: (playing to George)
GEORGE:
JENNY:
GEORGE:
JENNY:
(He gently takes her in a dance hold and they tentatively try a few steps around the terrace)
GEORGE:
JENNY:
(looking up at George)
GEORGE:
JENNY:
GEORGE:
JENNY:
(Once again they 'take to the floor', this time in a fuller, more formal dance. The atmosphere is dreamlike and beguiling, and Rose and Hugo are drawn into the dance. Alex declines Jenny's attempts to draw him into the dance as well. At the end of the
sequence George leads Jenny back to his seat and the dance dissolves)
GEORGE:
GEORGE AND JENNY:
A circus in Paris. Jenny's 15th birthday. The performance is in full swing. We see George, Rose, Alex, and Jenny and at the same time they show that they are thenselves watching.
We are greeted by a whirlwind of activity: clowns, jugglers, tumblers perform under the streamers and gaudy lights. Various of the circus performers, led by a chanteuse in exaggerated make-up and costume, strike up a some as accompaniment -- part hymn in
praise of daring, part invitation for a volunteer from the audience.
At certain points the chanteuse has the circus audience joining in with the song).
CHORUS:
CHANTEUSE:
(Drum-roll. A knife-thrower appears and with his assistant enters the ring. Applause)
If you reach
There's a prize
If you reach
(A volunteer is now being sought for the knife-thrower's act. Attention focuses on Jenny and Alex, seated side by side. She asks him to step forward, and when eventually he does, it is much to the annoyance of George. Alex is led away by the assistant)
CHORUS:
CHANTEUSE:
(Alex now reappears clad in a sequined circus jacket. He takes up his position and duly braves the hail of knives. The trick is greeted with great approval by all but George, who is evidently becoming increasingly distressed by Jenny'sobsession for his
nephew. As the applause fades the song starts up once again.)
If you reach
There's a prize
ALEX:
Jenny, your
Rose, I'd never
JENNY: (overlapping)
ROSE:
ALEX, JENNY & ROSE:
Breaking
In the name of
GEORGE:
ALEX, JENNY, ROSE & GEORGE:
ALEX, JENNY & ROSE:
GEORGE:
Parlez-Vous Francais?
Parlez-vous francais?
Je suis sad.
Parlez-vous francais?
I feel bad.
"Ce soir vous etes
si belle"?
A word or so,
Like "Cat" and "School" --
Je suis fool.
Please say "oui".
Parlez-vous francais?
Speak to me.
"Vous etes jolie,
Mam'selle?
Cherie,
Where do I commencer,
If you won't parler francais
with me?
Say you do.
Parlez-vous francais?
Tell me true.
"Je suis unhappy
fella"?
Cherie,
Adieu to drinks and danser,
If you won't parler francais
with me.
If you won't parler francais
with me.
Seeing is Believing
Seeing is believing,
And in my arms I see her:
She's here,
Really here,
Really mine now --
She seems at home here...
I dreamt that it would be her:
At last
Life is full,
Life is find now...
One thing is certain:
Each time I see
A train go by,
I'll think of us,
The night, the sky
Forever...
He's young,
Very young,
But appealing --
I feel I know him...
And I like what I see here.
I like
Where I am,
What I'm feeling...
Can you believe it?
A starving actress and
A star-struck boy --
Oh well, I might
As well enjoy
This moment...
Can you believe it?
Seeing is believing!
I never thought I'd be here
Is this
Really me?
Am I dreaming?
Where this is leading...
It's fun forgetting
Who we are...
Who cares?
When now the world is far
Behind us...
My life is just beginning!
We touched,
And my head
Won't stop spinning,
From winning
Your love!
Chanson d'enfance
Pas de tendresse
Et pas de joie
Loin d'ici,
Loin de toi.
Que mes soupirs
Lorsque vient le joir
Ou il me faut partir
Tu vis toujours dans ma coeur,
Toi, la plus douce!
Toi, la plus tendre.
Everybody Loves a Hero
Who's feeling lucky?
Twenty out of twenty
And a prize could be yours!
See "Marie the Monkey"
With the poisonous claws!
There's a prize
To be won!
Take a risk,
Take a ride!
Right this way,
Have a go!
Try your luck,
And step inside!
If you reach
For the moon,
If you aim
For the sky,
Then the moon
And the sky
Can be yours --
Come on and try!
Let's hear it for the man with the gun!
Everybody loves a hero...
She'd be Far Better Off With You
I should never have come back here...
Oh, don't talk such nonsense!
I'll bow out now --
It's the decent thing to do.
Don't be absurd.
I'm a disaster...
Oh, come, come!
...It wouldn't last a week --
She'd be far better off with you.
You two have your lives before you.
It would end in murder...
I'm too old for her --
It's high time I withdrew.
Your place is here.
The jowls are dropping...
It's the light.
...The paunch needs propping up --
She'd be far better off with you.
Your words are generous and selfless,
But alas untrue --
She'd be far better off with you.
You are steeped in wit and wisdom.
Well, I've learnt the odd thing...
You could teach George Bernard Shaw
A thing or two!
I had a go...
You've dined with Garbo...
Only twice.
...Translated "La Boheme" --
She'd be far better off with you.
You're atheletic.
You're distinguished.
You don't cheat at croquet.
You're more seasoned.
You can skate.
You're in "Who's Who".
Just half an inch.
We're talking drivel.
So we are.
Can't we be civilized?
She'd be far better off with you.
Your words are generous and selfless,
But alas untrue.
It's only Rose that matters!
Just take a look; there's no comparison
Between us two --
She'd be far better off with you!
Leading Lady
The perfect leading lady:
Unique and true and towering!
Magnetic, overpowering!
The star the crowds adore!
Your humor and humility...
Your strength and your fragility...
They'd love you even more...
All the dreams we worked for
Have come true!
My shining leading lady!
Bravo, bravo, bravo!
I owe so much to you.
Other Pleasures
Jenny,
You're a miracle!
Is there nothing you conceal?
Jenny,
You astonish me!
Never hiding
What you feel...
And I've known many...
Afternoons
In warm Venetian squares,
Brief encounters,
Long siestas...
Pleasures old and new
Can't compare with you.
Where did you come from?
You do things
Champagne could never do.
Crystal winters,
Crimson summers...
Other pleasures --
I would trade them all
For you.
Can't compare with you...
The scent of evening...
Shuttered rooms
With sunlight breaking through...
Crazy soirees...
Lazy Sundays...
Other pleasures...
I would trade them all
For you.
In the night
On a silver lake...
Taking more
From this life
Thank I ought to take...
Other pleasures...
I would trade them all
For you.
There is More to Love
There is more to love,
So much more,
Than simply making love --
That's easy.
Pretty eyes,
Which could be any eyes --
That's crazy.
A face is just a face...
They come and go --
They're easy to replace...
So much more,
Than moon-struck escapades --
That's nothing.
So much peace,
In quiet company --
That's something.
Seems wrong for me...
Every time I feel
There has to be
More...
The music I heard then,
I'd never let
It fade away again...
Love reaches out to me,
I can only feel
There has to be
So much more
To love...
So much more...
Mermaid Song
I am a mermaid
With golden hair...
I've never seen one like you!
Not all us mermaids
Have silver tails --
I have no tail at all!
Well, I've never,
Seen any mermaids
With knobbly knees!
I'd say this tale
Was a touch too tall,
Maybe a touch too tall...
Sailors would smash on
My jagged rock,
Lured by my siren's song...
It isn't the
Song of the siren
That tortures men --
That's where your theory
Goes sadly wrong,
That's where it all goes wrong...
I thought you'd know better,
You know nothing
About mermaids.
You know nothing
About sailors...
I do!
Much more than you!
If you were a sailor
And heard my song,
Would you be lured by me?
I wouldn't be
Foolish enough to
Go near your rock --
I'd steer my galleon out to sea...
...Lonely and lost at sea...
The First Man You Remember
I want to be
The first man you remember,
I want to be
The last man you forget.
I want to be
The one you always turn to,
I want to be
The one you won't regret.
May I be first
To say you look delightful?
May I be first
To dance you round the floor?
The very first
To see your face by moonlight?
The very first
To walk you to your door?
Well, young man, I'd be delighted!
There is nothing I would rather do!
What could be a sweeter memory
Than sharing my first dance with you?
I want to be
The first man you remember...
The very first
To sweep me off my feet.
I want to be
The one you always turn to...
The first to make
My young heart miss a beat.
Seems the stars are far below us...
The moon has never felt so close before...
Our first dance will be forever...
And may it lead to many more!
I want to be
The first man you remember...
The very first
To sweep me off my feet.
I want to be
The one you always turn to
The first to make
My young heart miss a beat.
I want to be
The one you always turn to
I want to be
The one you won't regret...
The very first...
The very first...
Journey of a Lifetime
Take the journey of a lifetime!
It's only just a drum-roll away!
On the journey of a lifetime
Every day's a high-wire day!
If you've got what it takes,
The stars and streamers are yours!
Take a risk in the ring
And feel the thrill of applause!
For the moon,
If you aim
For the stars,
Then the moon
And the sky,
Can be yours --
Come on and try!
To be won
Take a risk,
Take a ride,
Right this way,
Have a go,
Try your luck --
And step inside!
For the moon,
If you aim
For the stars,
Then the moon
And the sky,
Can be yours --
Come on and try!
Take the journey of a lifetime!
It's only just a drum-roll away!
On the journey of a lifetime
Every day's a high-wire day!
If you've got what it takes,
The stars and streamers are yours!
Take a risk in the ring
And feel the thrill of applause!
For the moon,
If you aim
For the stars,
Then the moon
And the sky,
Can be yours --
Come on and try!
To be won
Take a risk,
Take a ride,
Right this way,
Have a go,
Try your luck --
And step inside!
Falling
Love, and your
World can become
A madhouse.
Love and your
World can become
A circus.
Love turns around...
Love is a
Drug that I dare
Not take, a
Drug to make me mad...
Harm the girl.
Love
Has turned my
World around,
And my
World now turns round
Alex...
Love should not
Be used as a weapon.
Why, Alex,
Why can't you
See it's George you're...?
Breaking
And burning...
And bleeding...
Love...
Love is a
Knife. It's a curse.
A cancer.
To love is to
Hate letting
Go...
Jenny, I can
Never share your
Love...
And I'm falling,
I am suddenly falling,
And my story
Is older than the stars...
Suddenly falling
I can feel myself falling...
Down into this
Madhoise
Of love...
Suddenly falling
I can feel myself falling...
In this
Madhouse of
Love...