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Whistle While You Work
Snow White: Now you wash the dishes, you tidy up the room, you clean those cobwebs… Sneezy: What? Snow White: … and he’ll use the broom. Happy: Me?
Whistle while you work
And cheerfully together we can tidy up the place
So hum a merry tune
It won’t take long when there’s a song to help you set the pace
And as you sweep the floor, what used to be a bore
Will feel just like a game, and not the same old chore it was before
Whistle while you work
You’ll get it! When we’re a team, the house will gleam, so whistle while you work
Whistle while you work
It’s easy to get through it when we do it hand in hand
So catch that merry tune
I’ll take it! When work is fun, the work gets done in half the time you planned
Sleepy: Wait! I think that brush is mine
Grumpy: You should’ve hung a sign
If you don’t hush, I’ll take this brush and shove it where the sun don’t shine
Snow White: Whistle while you work
Your bickering won’t fix a thing, so whistle while you work
Dwarfs: It’s easy to get through it
Everyone: When we do it hand in hand
Whistle while you work
We’ve scrubbed the house together, now it’s clean as clean can be
So hum a merry tune
This grimy group became a troupe that feels like family
What used to be a mess (What used to be a mess)
That lived at this address (That lived at this address)
Is now clean as a whistle just from whistling sounds of happiness
Whistle while you work
Snow White: When work is fun, the work gets done
Dwarfs: It’s mighty fine when we combine
Everyone: It won’t take long when there’s a song, so whistle while you work
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Our World is Beautiful (Villagers' Reprise)
From the highest point in the sky (To the end of the mines)
Where is the spark? (That illuminates us)
What did it look like?
If only we knew
If only this kingdom
Would become beautiful again
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Rain
Struggled, waiting for sun
The city tired of rains
You slept, crying, swallowing blood
When the dawn was seen on the horizon
I never complaint about fate
Even if it turned my morning into evening
With this evening, it brought
My heart that was left away
Little by little, it rained
My heart shattered into little pieces
When it became morning againi
'Do you love me?' - I asked
You never asked for anything
You admired my eyebrows and eyes a thousand times
Stroking your black hair,
I lost myself this night
Struggled, waiting for sun
The city tired of rains
Where do you go, swallowing blood?
Where would the dawn lead me?
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Sawah Lettuces
Sawah lettuces spread out all over the ricefields
Sawah lettuces spread out all over the ricefields
The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
Without looking, she grabbed a bunch and left
The sawah lettuces has now been brought back home
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
The girl's mother bought some while carrying a woven basket
The sawah lettuces are now ready to be cooked
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
With two plates of rice and nasnaran, sitting on a divan
The sawah lettuce is eaten with rice
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The Little Bunch of Rushes
O maiden of the finest rushes
What a pity for you that my bundle has come undone
Would you come with me, just the two of us
Under the bank of the wood with the brightest flowers
No priest would ever hear of it
Nor any living soul
Until the birds start to talk in human language
And the blackbird starts speaking Greek.
I’ve no stockings nor shoes
Not even a stool to sit down on
I haven't a penny in the whole wide world
Unless Jesus Christ should take pity on me
My trousers are threadbare
And as you know, my blanket is worn out
Yet still there are plenty of women in the taverns
Who chase after me just for the price of a drink
Oh, did you think to entice me, young man
With your flattery? Well, it did you no good
There’s many a sensible girl
Carrying a load who has been led astray
But I myself would rather carry heavy loads
And drag them till the day I die
Than have your child on my knee
Asking for news of you when you're nowhere to be found