PRAY (REPRISE)
GOSSIPERS (Solos)
Now what can he want
With a woman like her?
Blacker than coal and low as dirt
He could have the world
But takes a peasant!
Perhaps his brain was hurt!
Look how she holds him
And touches and attends him
The believes
She can make him well
ALL
And she has him in a spell.
DANIEL
You are my charm. Without you, I could never
be whole again.
TI MOUNE
I will never leave you, Daniel.
GOSSIPERS (Solos)
Now, what do you make
Of a peasant like her?
Putting on airs without a doubt
When the boy is well
And does not need her
ALL
How soon he'll throw her out.
DANIEL
Soon, I'll be dancing!
TI MOUNE
But for now, walk slowly, Daniel.
DANIEL
The you must wlak even more slowly,
Ti Moune.
TI MOUNE
Why?
DANIEL
So that I can catch you!
FATHER
Daniel!
DANIEL
Papa.
FATHER
How long do you think
You'll be playing this game?
DANIEL
This is no game.
FATHER
Surely you can't believe it's real?
DANIEL
I'm in love with Ti Moune!
FATHER
You are not the first
To want a peasant
I, too, know their appeal
But you are my son
You'll do what must be done
No matter what you feel
GOSSIPER
I know what he sees
In a peasant like her
GOSSIPER
Probably makes him rise like yeast
TWO PEOPLE
Well, the girl may think
She's very clever
FOUR PEOPLE
The boy may keep her here forever
ALL
But I can tell you this: They'll never
Stand before a priest!
SOME GIRLS
DANIEL
Some gilrs
Take hours
To paint every perfect nail
Fragrant as flowers
All powdered
And prim and pale
But you are as wild
As that wind-blown tree
As dark and as deep as the
Midnight sea
While they're busy dressing
You lie here warm and bold
Some girls you picture
Some you hold
Some girls
Take courses
At all the best schools in France
Rising their horses
And learning their modern dance
They're clever and cultured
And worldly wise
But you see the world
Through a child's wide eyes
While they're dreams are grand ones
You want what's just in reach
Some girls you learn from
Some you teach
You are not small talk
Or shiny cars
Or mirrors
Or French cologne
You are the river
The moon
The stars
You're no one else
I've ever known
Some girls
Take pleasure
In buying a fine trousseau
Counting each treasure
And tying each tiny bow
They hold their futures
With perfumed hands
While you face the future
With no demands
Some girls expect things
Others think nothing of
Some girls you marry
Some you love
THE BALL
STORYTELLERS
The grands hommes at the
Hotel Beauxhomme.
Dancing to their own little tune.
Waiting to see...Ti Moune!
ANDREA
Some girls are saying
She's simple as any child
DANIEL
Please, Andrea
ANDREA
Barefoot and praying
And running the halls quite wild!
DANIEL
Andrea
ANDREA
And is she as pretty
As we've all heard?
Your own pretty...
Well, what's the word?
ANDREA
So this is your Ti Moune. How beautiful she is.
DANIEL
Ti Moune, may I present Andrea Devereaux.
TI MOUNE
Hello.
ANDREA
I'm so happy to meet you
My dear Mademoiselle.
I've heard you're a healer.
And a dancer as well.
(Sings)
Won't you dance for us now?
Won't you give us a show?
Please, Mademoiselle...
Don't say no!
DANIEL
Don't be afraid, Ti Moune. Dance as you
always have- Just for me.
TI MOUNE'S DANCE
WOMAN(offstage)
We dance...
LITTLE GIRL
We dance.
WOMAN,MAN, LITTLE GIRL
We dance
We dance!
(Ti Moune Dances)
WHEN WE ARE WED
ANDREA
My dear Mademoiselle
I have something to say
Something I fear was left unsaid
Many thanks for
All you've given Daniel
But do not be misled
My dear Mademoiselle
You dance so very well
I pray you'll dance for Daniel
And for me
When we are wed
DANIEL
Ti Moune, Andrea and I have been promised
to each other since we were children.
Our parents are old friends.
TI MOUNE
But Daniel...
DANIEL
This is how things are done, Ti Moune.
It's expected.
TI MOUNE
Daniel, please...
DANIEL
We can still be together.
TI MOUNE(Sings)
We'll race away in a car
DANIEL
I can't change who I am, or where I'm from.
TI MOUNE
AS silver as the moon
DANIEL
There will always be a place for you here.
TI MOUNE
We will live beside the sea
We'll have children
A garden
And a tree...
DANIEL
Ti Moune, I thought you understood. We
can never marry.
TI MOUNE
Oh gods... Oh gods... are you there?
Are you there...?
VOICES(overlapping)
There can never be anythign between a
peasant and a grand homme.
They despise us for our blackness.
Marry you! You are mad!
You're not supposed to be in here.
Now what can he want with a woman
like that?
If he lives, how angry the gods will be!
The boy has the will of the devil himself.
He'll soon throw her out!
What can a peasant do for a grand homme
but shine his shoes?
He will not want you Ti Moune!
Blacker than coal and low as dirt.
I can tell you this: they'll never stand before
a priest!
Some girls you marry, some you love.
Oh, Ti Moune, what has this boy done to you?
The girl will have the gods to repay!
The gods to repay...
The gods to repay...
FOREVER YOURS(reprise)
PAPA GE
There were promises
Made in the darkness
Promises made in your sleep
Promises the gods demand you keep
You gave him love
Love he would soon betray
You gave him life
I am the price you'll pay
Sure as the grave
You must accept what is
Now your life is forever mine...
(He pulls a knife and seems about to kill
Ti Moune)
TI MOUNE
Don't! Please!
PAPA GE
Trade yours for his!
TI MOUNE
What?
PAPA GE
You loved him. You saved him. And he betrayed
you. Why should you die for him now?
Kill him, Ti Moune.
Kill the love you feel.
Prove that death is stronger than love and
you can have your own life again.
Just as if you had never loved at all.
PAPA GE ERZULIE STORYTELLERS
I am the Oooh oooh
Road
Leading to
No return The
Courage of
A dreamer
Secret of
Life
Finally his Oooh...
To learn You are
Part
I am the car
Aaah aaah
Racing
Toward
Distant
Shores Part of
The human
Heart
Now his life
Is forever
Mine
Forever...
Forever...
STROYTELLERS
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...
TI MOUNE
I can't!
Daniel, I love you.
STORYTELLER
And Ti Moune was cast out of the Hotel
Beauxhomme, and the gates slammed shut
behind her.
TI MOUNE
The gods sent me. They want me to be with
him. Tell Daniel I'm here. Tell him. Tell him
I'm waiting for him at the gate.
Tell him Ti Moune is waiting for him.
STORYTELLER
And for two weeks, Ti Moune did wait at the
gate. Not eating. Not sleeping.
Only waiting, only watching, as the grounds
of the Hotel Beauxhomme were made even
more lovely, in preparation for the wedding.
STORYTELLER
And at last, Andrea and Daniel were married.
And as superstition dictated, they came to
hte gates of the hotel to throw coins to the
peasants, thus assuring that their own
fortunes would multiply.
