WEST SIDE STORY


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America

West Side Story

Composição: Stephen Sondheim

ROSALIA:
Puerto Rico…
You lovely island …
Island of tropical breezes
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossoms blowing…

ANITA:
Puerto Rico:
You ugly island…
Island of tropic diseases.
Always the hurricanes blowing,
Always the population growing…
And the money owing,
And the babies crying,
And the bullets flying.
I like the island Manhattan –
Smoke on your pipe and put that in!

OTHERS:
I like to be in America!
Okay by me in America!
Everything free in America
For a small fee in America

ROSALIA:
I like the city of San Juan

ANITA:
I know a boat you can get on.

ROSALIA:
Hundreds of flowers in full bloom.

ANITA:
Hundreds of people in each room!

ALL:
Automobile in America,
Chromium steel in America,
Wire-spoke wheel in America,
Very big deal in America!

ROSALIA:
I’ll drive a Buick through San Juan.

ANITA:
If there’s a road you can drive on!

ROSALIA:
I’ll give my cousins a free ride

ANITA:
How can you get all of them inside?

ALL:
Immigrant goes to America,
Many hellos in America,
Nobody knows in America,
Puerto Rico’s in America!

ROSALIA:
I’ll bring a TV to San Juan.

ANITA:
If there’s a current to turn on!

ROSALIA:
I’ll give them new washing machine.

ANITA:
What have they got there to keep clean?
ALL (except Rosalia):
I like the shores of America!
Comfort is yours in America!
Knobs on the doors in America,
Wall-to-wall floors in America!

ROSALIA:
When I will go back to San Juan –

ANITA:
When you will shut up and get gone!

ROSALIA:
Ev’ryone there will give big cheer!

ANITA:
Ev’ryone there will have moved here!

 

The most beautiful sound I ever heard:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria.
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria.

Maria, I’ve just met a girl named Maria,
and suddenly the name will never be the same to me.
Maria! I’ve just kissed a girl named Maria.
And suddenly I’ve found how wonderful a sound can be.
Maria, say it loud and there’s music playing.
Say it soft and it’s almost like praying,
Maria, I never stop saying: “Maria!”

 

Somewhere

West Side Story

Composição: Stephen Sondheim

A GIRL
There’s a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere.

There’s a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time spare,
Time to learn, time to care,
Some day!

Somewhere.
We’ll find a new way of living,
We’ll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere . . .

There’s a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we’re halfway there.
Hold my hand and I’ll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!

 

Tonight

West Side Story

Composição: Stephen Sondheim

RIFF
The Jets are gonna have their day
Tonight.

BERNARDO
The Sharks are gonna have their way
Tonight.

RIFF
The Puerto Ricans grumble: “Fair fight.”
But if they start a rumble,
We’ll rumble ‘em right.

BERNARDO
We’re gonna hand ‘em a surprise
Tonight.

RIFF AND JETS
We’re gonna cut ‘em down to size
Tonight.

BERNARDO AND SHARKS
We said, “O.K., no rumpus,
No tricks.”
But just in case they jump us,
We’re ready to mix
Tonight.

ALL
We’re gonna rock it tonight,
We’re gonna jazz it up and have us a ball!
They’re gonna get it tonight;
The more they turn it on the harder they’ll fall!

RIFF AND JETS
Well, they began it!

BERNARDO AND SHARKS
Well, they began it!

ALL
And we’re the ones to stop ‘em once and for all,
Tonight!

ANITA
Anita’s gonna get her kicks
Tonight.
We’ll have our private little mix
Tonight.
He’ll walk in hot and tired,
So what?
Don’t matter if he’s tired,
As long as he’s hot
Tonight!

TONY
Tonight, tonight,
Won’t be just any night,
Tonight there will be no morning star.
Tonight, tonight, I’ll see my love tonight.
And for us, stars will stop where they are.
Today
The minutes seem like hours,
The hours go so slowly,
And still the sky is light . . .
Oh moon, grow bright,
And make this endless day endless night!

RIFF
I’m counting on you to be there
Tonight.
When Diesel wins it fair and square
Tonight.
That Puerto Rican punk’ll
Go down.
And when he’s hollered “Uncle”
We’ll tear up the town!

(RIFF, TONY, and MARIA sing simultaneously)

RIFF
So I can count on you, boy?

TONY
All right.

RIFF
We’re gonna have us a ball.

TONY
All right.

RIFF
Womb to tomb!

TONY
Sperm to worm!

RIFF
I’ll see you there about eight.

TONY
Tonight . . .

MARIA
Tonight, tonight
Won’t be just any night,
Tonight there will be no morning star,

(JETS, SHARKS, MARIA, TONY, and ANITA sing simultaneously)

SHARKS
We’re gonna rock it tonight!
They’re gonna get it tonight,
They began it,
They began it,
The began it.
We’ll stop ‘em once and for all.
The Sharks are gonna have their way,
The Sharks are gonna have their day,
We’re gonna rock it tonight.
Tonight!

JETS
We’re gonna jazz it tonight!
Tonight!
They began it,
And we’re the ones to stop ‘em once and for all!
The Jets are gonna have their way,
The Jets are gonna have their day.
We’re gonna rock it tonight.
Tonight!

ANITA
Tonight, tonight,
Late tonight,
We’re gonna mix it tonight.
Anita’s gonna have her day,
Anita’s gonna have her day,
Bernardo’s gonna have his way
Tonight, tonight,
Tonight, this very night,
We’re gonna rock it tonight!

MARIA
Tonight, tonight,
I’ll see my love tonight.
And for us, stars will stop where they are.

MARIA AND TONY
Today the minutes seem like hours.
The hours go so slowly,
And still the skiy is light.
Oh moon, grow bright,
And make this endless day endless night,

ALL
Tonight!

 

Something’s Coming

West Side Story

Composição: Stephen Sondheim

TONY
Could be!
Who knows?
There’s something due any day;
I will know right away,
Soon as it shows.
It may come cannonballing down through the sky,
Gleam in its eye,
Bright as a rose!

Who knows?
It’s only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Under a tree.
I got a feeling there’s a miracle due,
Gonna come true,
Coming to me!

Could it be? Yes, it could.
Something’s coming, something good,
If I can wait!
Something’s coming, I don’t know what it is,
But it is
Gonna be great!

With a click, with a shock,
Phone’ll jingle, door’ll knock,
Open the latch!
Something’s coming, don’t know when, but it’s soon;
Catch the moon,
One-handed catch!

Around the corner,
Or whistling down the river,
Come on, deliver
To me!
Will it be? Yes, it will.
Maybe just by holding still,
It’ll be there!

Come on, something, come on in, don’t be shy,
Meet a guy,
Pull up a chair!
The air is humming,
And something great is coming!
Who knows?
It’s only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Maybe tonight . . .

 

I Feel Pretty

West Side Story

MARIA
I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and gay
And I pity
Any girl who isn’t me today
I feel charming
Oh so charming
It’s alarming how charming I feel
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I’m real
See the pretty girl in that mirror there?
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me!
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running
And dancing for joy
For I’m loved
By a pretty wonderful boy
GIRLS
Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You’ll know her the minute you see her
She’s the one who is in an advanced state of shock
She thinks she’s in love
She thinks she’s in Spain
She isn’t in love
She’s merely insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it’s fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino
This is not the Maria we know
Modest and pure
Polite and refined
Well-bred and mature
And out of her mind!
Miss America, Miss America, speech!
Miss America, bravo, speech!
MARIA
I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
That the city should give me its key
A committee
Should be organized to honour me
I feel dizzy
I feel sunny
I feel fizzy and funny and fine
And so pretty
Miss America can just resign
See the pretty girl in that mirror there
(What mirror, where?)
Who can that attractive girl be?
(Which, what, where, whom?)
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me!
MARIA & GIRLS
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running and dancing for joy
For I’m loved
By a pretty wonderful boy

 

 

 

 

 

 

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