stephen sondheim - funeral sequence كلمات أغنية

[pseudolus, spoken]
gather around, handmaidens of sorrow

[miles]
sound the flute
blow the horn
pluck the lute
forward mourn!

all crete was at her feet
all thrace was in her thrall
all sparta loved her sweetness
and gaul . .

[pseudolus]
and spain . .

[miles]
and greece . .

[pseudolus]
and egypt . .

[miles]
and syria . .

[pseudolus]
and mesopotamia . .

[mourners]
all crete was at her feet
all thrace was in her thrall
oh, why should such a blossom fall?

[miles]
speak the spells
chant the charms
toll the bells
build the pyre!

[pseudolus, spoken]
i don’t know about you, but i’ve suffered enough. on behalf of the body, i want to thank you for a lovely funeral

[miles]
all crete was at her feet
but i shall weep no more
i’ll find my consolation as before
among the simple pleasures of war!

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