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No. 9 - Finale Act I

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Alejandro: The girl with the yellow roses,
Illustrious Señor, is queen of the isle,
By right of her smile,
The lady we adore.
And anyone who proposes
To sue for her lovely hand
Must venture to vie with rich and with high,
The choice of the Cuban land,
Must venture to vie with rich and high,
The choice, the choice of the Cuban land.
Jackson: The girl with the yellow roses,
So that's the girl I met.
I thought her at best no more than the rest,
A commonplace coquette,
But if any girl supposes
She'll fool me and then go free,
She'll find before long
that she has been wrong,
She'll never be done with me.
She'll find before long
she has been wrong,
She'll not, she'll never be done with me.
Both: She is the pearl of Cuba
As Cuba's the pearl of the seas,
A king might lay down
his sceptre and crown
Just to look in such eyes,
in such eyes, such as these!
We love our Queen of Cuba,
Our fairest Princess and pearl,
Our highest bliss would be just one kiss
From the lips of our Cuban girl,
Our highest bliss would be just one kiss
From the lips of our Cuban girl.
   
Girls: No more work we say!
Feasting, fun and play!
Señorita Consuelita
gives us holiday, Olà!
Put cigars away,
Cigarettes and plenty
of aguardiente,
'Tis our holiday.
Men: No more work we say!
Feasting, fun and play!
Shut the store up,
Lock the door up,
We've a holiday, Olà!
Now let ev'ry man go
Dancing the fandango!
All of us be gay
For her betrothal day!
Chorus: Ring little bells on top the steeple,
Tell our news to all people!
Merrily ringing,
Chime to our singing,
And dance the hours away!
For this is a day above all others
When all men are brothers,
all men are brothers,
We must be happy today!
Men: So ring out bells on top of the steeple,
Telling to all the people!
Girls: So ring out bells on top of the steeple,
This is our holiday!
All: And may our Señorita till life-time closes
For ever have only roses
Strewn upon her way!
Then dance till the stars are dancing o'er us,
Chiming a happy bridal chorus,
Dance like any gay Gitana,
Pretty little ladies of Havana!
Oh! splendid!
Feast till the day and night be ended,
All will be glad in Havana today!
   
Consuelo: Gracias, girls,
Thank you, friends!
All be glad till the daylight ends,
till the daylight ends!
I invite you one and all
To the evening's festival.
So be happy while you may,
happy while you may,
It is my gay holiday!
Men: Señorita, Señorita let us pay
Our compliments to you
upon your bright betrothal day,
Ah, lady fair, lady fair,
We thank you much, and we will all be there!
Consuelo: 'Tis my betrothal day!
La la la la la la
la la la la la la la la!
Accept my invitation
La la la la la la!
Come with congratulation!
'Tis the best honour you can pay
For my gallant fiancé today!
Ensemble: Reina d'amor that we adore,
What happiness above
His who has the luck to win you love
And hear your vow.
He is near to you, dear to you now!
With gladness gay
We hail this day!
As we greet you, we entreat you,
And implore for one thing more?
So grant the grace for which all of us long!
Won't you sing for us one little song?
   
Consuelo: Cabalero ingles,
your wooing is vain.
You cannot win for your love
a lady of Spain!
So go and look for another girl to woo.
I am not the maiden for you.
Tenors: Oh, Cabalero ingles,
your wooing is vain.
You never will win for your love
a lady of Spain!
So go and look for another girl to woo.
For she is not the maiden for you.
Girls: That's the song to sing and the word to say,
Men: What a happy pair,
Their happiness we'll share,
For we'll all be there!
To see them plighted.
Girls: And you will be true as the sun above...
Men: To the festal fare
We all have been invited.
We'll all be there!
To greet Consuelo!
The good and the fair, Consuelo,
Then welcome the two
And may ever after
Their bridal be true
In love and in laughter,
In love and in laughter, ever after!
For our dear Señorita
Is giving her hand
To a son of Cuba's land!
Consuelo: I'm a Cuban girl
From the island Pearl
That's the fairest gem that smiles
In the glittering coronet of isles.
Girls: She's a Cuban girl of the golden West
With its beauty in her heart.
Its blossom on her curl,
she is a Cuban,
With blossom on her curl,
a Cuban girl.
Consuelo: I'm a girl from the fair island pearl
that's the fairest of gems
in the glittering crown of the isles,
I'm a Cuban girl,
From the island Pearl
It's the fairest gem of the west
in the land of the Cuban.
Ensemble: She's the land that's best
It's the land of the golden West
In the glittering Cuba Queen of the isles,
and the fairest of all we love!

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