Alba s touto skladbou:
Ro(c)ky mého mládí,
Sweeney Todd The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street,
Turpin:
(říká) Mr. Todd?
Sweeney Todd:
(říká) At your service... An honour to receive
your patronage, my lord.
Turpin:
(říká) Do you know me, sir?
Sweeney Todd:
(říká) Who in this wide world does not know the
great Judge Turpin? And what may I do for
you today, sir? A stylish trimming of the hair?
A soothing skin massage? Sit, sir, sit.
Turpin:
You see, sir, a man infatuate with love
Her ardent and eager slave
So fetch the pomade and pumice stone
And lend a more seductive tone
A sprinkling perhaps of French cologne
But first, sir, I think – a shave
Sweeney Todd:
The closest I ever gave
*whistles*
Turpin:
(říká) You're in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd.
Sweeney Todd:
'Tis your delight, sir, catching fire
From one man to the next
Turpin:
'Tis true, sir, love can still inspire
The blood to pound, the heart leap higher
What more –
Sweeney Todd:
What more
Oba:
Can man require
Turpin:
Than love, sir?
Sweeney Todd:
More than love, sir
Turpin:
What, sir?
Sweeney Todd:
Women
Turpin:
Ah, yes – women
Sweeney Todd:
Pretty women
Turpin:
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Sweeney Todd (stranou ke svým břitvám):
Now then, my friend
Now to your purpose
Patience – enjoy it
Revenge can't be taken in haste
Turpin:
Make haste, and if we wed, you'll be commended, sir
Sweeney Todd:
My lord…
And who, may it be said, is your intended, sir?
Turpin:
My ward
(říká) And pretty as a rosebud.
Sweeney Todd:
(říká) Pretty as her mother?
Turpin:
(říká) What? What was that?
Sweeney Todd:
(říká) Nothing, sir. Nothing.
Pretty women
Fascinating
Sipping coffee
Dancing
Pretty women
Are a wonder
Pretty women
Sitting in the window
Or standing on the stair
Something in them cheers the air
Pretty women
Turpin:
Silhouetted
Sweeney Todd:
Stay within you
Turpin:
Glancing
Sweeney Todd:
Stay forever
Turpin:
Breathing lightly
Sweeney Todd:
Pretty women
Oba:
Pretty women
Sweeney Todd:
Blowing out their…
Turpin:
Blowing out their
Oba:
Candles
Sweeney Todd:
Or - combing out their…
Turpin:
Combing out their
Oba:
Hair
Turpin:
Then they leave –
Sweeney Todd:
Even when they leave…
Turpin:
Even when they leave you and vanish
They somehow can still remain
There with you
There with you
Sweeney Todd:
They still
Are there
They're there
Oba:
Ah, pretty women
Sweeney Todd:
At their mirrors
Turpin:
In their gardens
Sweeney Todd:
Letter-writing
Turpin:
Flower-picking
Sweeney Todd:
Weather-watching
Oba:
How they make a man sing!
Proof of heaven
As you're living
Pretty women, sir!
Pretty women, yes!
Pretty women, sir!
Sweeney Todd:
Pretty women, here's to
Pretty women, all the
Pretty women...
