Brooklyn The Musical movie - Scene One lyrics
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Company: <br>
Scene One<br>
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Streetsinger: <br>
Once upon a time, a young American went to Paris with nothing but a guitar and a dream. <br>
His name was Taylor Collins.<br>
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Taylor: <br>
I play Taylor Collins.<br>
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Streetsinger: <br>
And he dreamed of being a singer, a poet, a writer of songs, <br>
he dreamed of fame....keep dreaming. <br>
It was June 1969, he was backpacking through France when he walked into this small, <br>
this little Parisian cafe right in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower. <br>
And there he met a beautiful young waitress who had dreams of her own. <br>
Her name was Faith<br>
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Faith: <br>
I play Faith<br>
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Faith: <br>
And Faith would be a dancer and one day hope to play the New York stage. <br>
Oh, love was a song, life was a dance, <br>
why it was as if their very fate was sealed within the pages of a fairytale. <br>
And with every fairytale comes a lullabye, so Taylor<br>
was writing one, one that would follow these young lovers for the rest of their lives.<br>
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Taylor: (singing)<br>
La la la la, la la, la la la la. La la la la, our love will stay strong. <br>
La la la la, la la, la la la la,<br>
Let our fate write words to this song. (spoken) That's all I got so far.<br>
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Streetsinger: <br>
But even fairytales come to an end, <br>
and before the lullabye was finished he had to go back home. <br>
He kissed her goodbye. A kiss with a promise to love her for eternity. <br>
A kiss with a promise to bring Faith to America, <br>
a kiss with a promise to finish the unfinished lullabye. <br>
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Taylor: I promise<br>
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Streetsinger: <br>
But he never kept that promise. She never heard from him again. <br>
Faith had his child but Taylor, he never knew.<br>
And Faith named her little girl for Taylor's home far away. <br>
She named her Brooklyn. And she would rock baby Brooklyn to sleep<br>
with that simple unfinished lullabye<br>
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Faith: (singing) <br>
La la la la, la la, la la la la. La la la, Our love will stay strong.<br>
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Faith and Brooklyn: <br>
La la la la, la la, la la la la<br>
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Brooklyn: <br>
Let our fate write words to this song.<br>
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Streetsinger: <br>
And soon Faith became the dancer she'd hoped to be, <br>
know throughout the City of Lights as The Parisian Butterfly. <br>
And she played all the grand stages, her name on every marquee. <br>
Ah, but there was no joy in fame for this delicate young beauty, <br>
for the singer, the poet, the writer of songs never returned. <br>
And so for the next five years little Brooklyn would watch as her mother <br>
revealed her broken heart in dance.<br>
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Paradice: <br>
Five minutes! Five minutes to show time!<br>
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Brooklyn: <br>
Merry Christmas mommy!<br>
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Faith: <br>
Thank you Brooklyn<br>
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