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OPHELIA SING-A-LONG

WARBUCKS  -ANNIE- 

I’ve made me a fortune (That fortune made ten) Been headlined And profiled Again and again But something was missing (I never quite knew) That something was someone — But who?  My speeches are greeted With thunderous acclaim At two universities Bearing my name Yes, something was missing Each time I got through

That something was someone — But who?   Who could that someone be? How could she make it known? Who would need me for me? Need me for me alone? The world was my oyster – But where was the pearl?

Who dreamed I could find it Yes something was missing – But dreams can come true

That something Is no one

But you,  Who would need me for me ?Need me for me alone The world was my oyster But where was the pearl ?Who’d dream I would find it In one little girl ?Yes, something was missing But dreams do come true That something is no one…..but you.  

Artist: the Nuns Lyrics
Song: Maria Lyrics (THE SOUND OF MUSIC)

She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee
Her dress has got a tear
She waltzes on her way to Mass
And whistles on the stair
And underneath her wimple
She has curlers in her hair
I even heard her singing in the abbey
She’s always late for chapel
But her penitence is real
She’s always late for everything
Except for every meal
I hate to have to say it
But I very firmly feel
Maria’s not an asset to the abbey
I’d like to say a word in her behalf
Maria makes me laugh…
How do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria?
A flibbertijibbet! A will-o’-the wisp! A clown!
Many a thing you know you’d like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand

Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?

When I’m with her I’m confused
Out of focus and bemused
And I never know exactly where I am
Unpredictable as weather
She’s as flighty as a feather
She’s a darling! She’s a demon! She’s a lamb!

She’d out pester any pest
Drive a hornet from its nest
She could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl
She is gentle! She is wild!
She’s a riddle! She’s a child!
She’s a headache! She’s an angel!
She’s a girl!
How do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria?
A flibbertijibbet! A will-o’-the wisp! A clown!
Many things you know you’d like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand
Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
 

MAYBE  -ANNIE- 

Maybe far away,
Or maybe real near by.
He may be pouring her coffee.
She may be straightening his tie.
Maybe in a house,
All hidden by a hill.
She’s sitting playin’ piano.
He’s sitting payin’ a bill.
Betcha’ they’re young.
Betcha’ they’re smart.
Bet they collect things like ash trays and art.
Betcha’ they’re good.
Why shouldn’t they be?
Their one mistake was giving up me…..
So…..maybe now its time
And maybe when I wake
They’ll be there calling me baby
Maybe…..
Betcha’ he reads.
Betcha’ she sews.
Maybe she’s made me a closet of clothes.
Maybe they’re strict,
As straight as a line.
Don’t really care as long as they’re mine…..
So…..maybe now this prayer’s,
The last one of its kind
Won’t you please, come get your baby?

Maybe…..   VOLMA DE NEUF, MUY NUEVA


Commentaires

  1. Dignité dit :

    A veces el mundo pide y cree que no sabes escuchar; aplauden “tus cambios” a pesar de que no te conocen realmente…se llama evolución y cada persona crece de maneras muy,muy distintas. Se feliz… te lo pide el rubro de Libelulandia.

    RECONOCER ES UNA PALABRA FUERTE. ACOSTÚMBRATE Y VERÁS QUE CESARÁN LOS DOLORES DE CUELLO…

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