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No. 9 - Act II Opening Chorus

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Girls: With weary hearts we wait about
The bride to greet.
The wedding feast is all laid out,
But none doth eat.
The bridegroom takes his walks alone,
Unhappy man.
No sadder wedding ere was known
Since time began.
The Sun upon the Ocean shines;
Princess Soo Soo whines.
The world with mirth and pleasure throbs;
Princess Soo Soo sobs.
The birds are singing near the skies;
Princess Soo Soo sighs.
The mountain torrent laughs and leaps;
Princess Soo Soo weeps.
Mi Mi: Will it give your Highness pleasure
If we strum the dulcet string?
Soo Soo: No, no.
Mi Mi: Just a soft and soulful measure
Like the hum of bee or wing.
Soo Soo: No, no.
Mi Mi: Would an old romance delight her
Of lovers gay who wooed and fled?
Soo Soo: No, no.
Mi Mi: Would a dance her heart make lighter,
A graceful sway with dainty tread?
Soo Soo: No, no,
Nor dance, nor song, nor story gay
Will drive my bitter tears away.
Chorus: Fairest lady in the land,
By the Emperor's command
We have come to offer you
Wedding presents, sweet Soo Soo.
Gems that ladies so admire,
all aglow with flashing fire.
Rubies, pearls, and diamonds rare,
worthy of a lady fair;
Rubies, pearls, and diamonds rare,
worthy of a lady fair.
Solo: Within the casket you will find
a portrait of — well, never mind.
Soo Soo: Oh, dearest heart, it is from you:
"With endless love to fair Soo Soo."
How happy now, and hopeful too,
Now that I know he still is true.
How can a maiden mope and sigh,
How can she nurse her care
when she is laden such as I,
Laden with jewels rare.
'Twould be ungrateful not to smile
When gifts are thus display'd.
Nought is so hateful, nought so vile
As an ungrateful maid.
Ah! Fig for the trouble of the past,
Why need we harbour care!
Life is a bubble idly cast
Into the boundless air.
Life is a bubble fair and frail,
Soon it will pass from sight,
Then put off all sorrow until the tomorrow,
For laughter is Queen tonight!
Chorus: Fig for the trouble of the past,
Why need we harbour care!
Life is a bubble idly cast
Into the boundless air.
Life is a bubble fair and frail,
Soon it will pass from sight,
Then put off all sorrow until the tomorrow,
For laughter is Queen tonight!
Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!
Soo Soo: Fig for trouble,
Soon it will pass away.
Banish sorrow till tomorrow, Ah!
Chorus: Ha ha ha ha ha!
Laughter is Queen tonight!
Laughter is Queen tonight! Ha ha!

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