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Mary Stout
Mary Stout
Stimme und Gesang
Bruce Dow
Bruce Dow
Stimme und Gesang
Marla Schaffel
Marla Schaffel
Stimme und Gesang
Andrea Bowen
Andrea Bowen
Stimme und Gesang
Original Broadway Cast of Jane Eyre
Original Broadway Cast of Jane Eyre
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Jane Eyre Orchestra
Jane Eyre Orchestra
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Steven Tyler
Steven Tyler
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Paul Gordon
Paul Gordon
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John Caird
John Caird
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Mike Berniker
Mike Berniker
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It'll be perfectly nice Having somebody with whom to converse The servants are fine But a little perverse And if I'm a tiny bit terse It's only because I just fired the chef Are you talking to me? I'm a little bit deaf The weather's been rainy and gray Robert, stop fussing, you're just in the way He's really a dear Though a tiny bit queer There was a time when winter was here Milk? No No one came by No one came near Sugar? No I was alone, nearly a year More? And not a creature would come to the house The vicar came once but he didn't stay long Or did he come twice? Maybe I'm wrong Then, as the days went along Like it or not, I was not as depressed And soon after that We were finally blessed With little Adele, darling, come here This is Miss Eyre Your governess, dear Bonjour, Miss Eyre Bonjour, Adele Oh, vous parlez francais She is French, then? Yes, I am French, but I speak English - frighteningly well! You certainly do Run along now, Adele Adieu mam'selle Au revoir, Adele What a spirited girl What a story to tell! Her mother is gone Gone to the Lord And Mr. Rochester took her in as his ward Mr. Rochester? Who is he? The owner of Thornfield! Did you not know he was called Rochester? I thought Thornfield belonged to you! Bless you, child, what an idea! I am in charge of the hall When he's away I look after it all And he's away most of the time What sort of man is he like? The kind of a man who is never about Where does he go? I wouldn't know One of a kind Smart as a sage And like a good wine Gets better with age Modest and fair Yet one wouldn't dare Behave in a manner unfitting one's class One has a place That one mustn't surpass This is our lot Like it or not I think I've forgotten my thought What was it? Ah! No, that's not it at all Did I have a point? I can barely recall But you'll settle in (Oh yes, I should like to) Read a few books (I brought a few things) You've got the brains, if not quite the looks (Mrs. Fairfax!) You'll soon adjust Everyone must (Yes, but if I could ask a few questions) Heed my advice Let's be precise (Yes) Listen to me, I will not tell you twice You will be in good grace if you face A girl in your place will suffice If she's perfectly nice!
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