What Do the Simple Folk Do

簡介

擇自"阿瑟王庭"，在劇裡面可以說是溫情而具意思的一段。

 

歌詞

GUENEVERE:
What do the simple folk do
To help them escape when they're blue?
The shepherd who is ailing,
The milkmaid who is glum,
The cobbler who is wailing
From nailing
His thumb?
When they're beset and beseiged,
The folk not noblessely obliged,
However do they manage
To shed their weary lot?
Oh, what do simple folk do
We do not?

ARTHUR:
I have been informed by those who know them well
They find relief in quite a clever way.
When they're sorely pressed, they whistle for a spell,
And whistling seems to brighten up their day.
And that's what simple folk do, so they say.

GUENEVERE:
They whistle?

ARTHUR:
So they say.

[ARTHUR and GUENEVERE whistle; they find it isn't cheering them up, and stop.]

GUENEVERE:
What else do the simple folk do
To perk up the heart and get through?
The wee folk and the grown folk
Who wander to and fro
Have ways known to their own folk
We throne folk
Don't know.
When all the doldrums begin,
What keeps each of them in his spin?
What ancient native custom
Provides the needed glow?
Oh, what do simple folk do?
Do you know?

ARTHUR:
Once, upon the road, I came upon a lad
Singing in a voice three times his size.
When I asked him why, he told me he was sad
And singing always made his spirits rise.
And that's what simple folk do, I surmise.

GUENEVERE:
They sing?

ARTHUR:
I surmise.

ARTHUR & GUENEVERE:
Arise, my love, arise, my love!
Apollo's lighting the skies, my love!
The meadows shine
With columbine
And daffodils blossom away.
Hear Venus call
To one and all:
Come taste delight while you may!
The world is bright
And all is right
And life is merry and gay...

GUENEVERE:
What else do the simple folk do?
They must have a system or two!
They obviously outshine us
At turning tears to mirth,
And tricks a royal highness
Is minus
From birth.
When all the doldrums begin,
What keeps each of them in his spin?
They have some tribal sorc'ry
You haven't mentioned yet.
Oh, what do simple folk do
To forget?

ARTHUR:
Often, I am told, they dance a fiery dance
And whirl till they're completely uncontrolled.
Soon the mind is blank, and oh, they're in a trance,
A violent trance astounding to behold.
And that's what simple folk do, so I'm told.

[ARTHUR and GUENEVERE begin to dance, rapidly, frenetically, then give up, exhausted.]

GUENEVERE:
What else do the simple folk do
To help them escape when they're blue?

ARTHUR:
They sit around and wonder
What royal folk would do.
And that's what simple folk do.

GUENEVERE:
No, really?

ARTHUR:
I have it on the best authority.

ARTHUR & GUENEVERE:
Yes, that's what simple folk do.

 

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