Original subtitles

(drumroll)

(fanfare)

(rooster crows)

♪ Oh, la, la-la-la, la, la-la, la-la ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪

(vocalizing)

♪ When you follow your heart ♪

Hello. Welcome to Paris, city of love.

Who am I? I am Jacquimo,

swallow extraordinaire...

and lover of beautiful things.

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪

♪ You're sure to fly on magical wings ♪

♪ When you follow your heart ♪

Oh, that is very nice, n'est-ce pas?

And I like what it is saying.

It is saying follow your heart,

and nothing is impossible!

(laughing)

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

(giggles) I love the sound of my voice.

(kisses)

♪ When you follow your heart ♪

♪ When you follow ♪

♪ Your heart ♪

I love great romances.

I myself am a swallow of great passion.

(chuckles) Vive l'amour.

These are stories about the people with impossible problems.

Samson loved Delilah.

Aw, that was really impossible.

Romeo et Juliet-- oh, impossible.

(chuckles) But the most impossible of all the stories...

is impossibly small.

The story of Thumbelina.

Once upon a time there was a lonely woman...

who longed to have a child to call her own.

One day she paid a visit to a good witch,

who gave her a tiny barleycorn.

Ah. "Plant it in a flowerpot," she says,

"and see what happens."

The woman did as she was told,

and by and by, it began growing,

until at last--

Oh, what a pretty flower.

(yawns)

Hello, Mother.

-(giggles) -I will call you Thumbelina.

JACQUIMO: Thumbelina. But can you imagine the troubles...

for a little girl no bigger than your thumb, hmm?

(rooster crows)

♪ Who is a girl no bigger than a bumblebee? ♪

(quacks)

♪ Who is the angel with the funny name? ♪

♪ We don't know where she's from ♪

♪ Or how she came to be ♪

♪ But happy was the day she came ♪

-(quacks) -(bleats)

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ She's a funny little squirt ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ Tiny angel in a skirt ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ First she's mending, then baking ♪

♪ Pretending she's making things up ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

(clucking)

♪ Who would believe the wonder of the world I see? ♪

♪ Each little minute brings a new surprise ♪

♪ There's only one peculiar thing that bothers me ♪

♪ Seems I'm the only one my size ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ Think of all you'll save on meals ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ Maybe if you had high heels ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ If you stay here forever ♪

♪ We know that we'll never be glum ♪

♪ By gum ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ She is always in the thick ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ But I get out in the nick ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ Fortune sometimes has tricked us ♪

♪ But this time it's picked us a plum ♪

♪ Oh, a plum so big and a fig so big ♪

♪ And they call it a twig ♪

♪ But a twig's so big ♪

♪ It's a great big world ♪

♪ Thumbelina Thumbelina ♪

♪ Thumbelina ♪

♪ That's me ♪

(giggles)

(yawning)

Now here's a story about the noble dog,

who saved the king from the wicked wizard.

(panting) (growls)

Once upon a time--

THUMBELINA: Oh, Mother, please.

Are there any stories about--

about little people?

Well, as a matter of fact, there are, Thumbelina. Look.

THUMBELINA: Oh!

(gasps) They are little!

Just like me!

But-- But what are those?

They're wings, Thumbelina.

These are fairies, and fairies have wings so they can fly.

(Thumbelina gasps)

Mother, have you ever seen a fairy?

-Well, I thought I did once. -Really?

(Mother chuckles) Yes. And here,

the fairy prince and princess are having a wedding.

And they live happily ever after.

(chuckles) Oh. Usually, dear.

Hmm. I suppose it works best...

if, uh-- if-- if two people are about the same size.

Yes. Of course.

Yes. (groans)

Well, that's not fair. I-- I must be...

the only little person in the whole world.

I wish I were big.

Oh, no, Thumbelina.

No. Don't ever wish to be anything but what you are.

(barking, panting)

MOTHER: Bedtime, my dear.

It's been a long day.

You must go to sleep now.

Sleep tight.

-Mother? -Mm-hmm?

Would you please leave the book open?

Of course, dear.

I want to look at the pictures while I go to sleep.

-There. -Good night, Mother.

Good night, Thumbelina.

You take good care of her, Hero.

(murmuring)

-(Mother chuckles) -(panting)

Hmm.

♪ I know there's someone ♪

♪ Somewhere ♪

♪ Someone ♪

♪ Who's sure to find me ♪

♪ Soon ♪

♪ After the rain goes ♪

♪ There are rainbows ♪

♪ I'll find my rainbow ♪

♪ Soon ♪

♪ Soon it won't be just pretend ♪

♪ Soon, a happy ending ♪

♪ Love, can you hear me? ♪

♪ If you're near me ♪

♪ Sing your song ♪

♪ Sure and strong ♪

♪ And ♪

♪ Soon ♪

I wonder if there really are such things as fairies.

Hmm.

(twittering)

(whooshing)

Oh, my dear. Don't look now, dear husband,

but our son is missing again.

So he is. (sighs)

I think he feels a bit silly riding that white butterfly we gave him.

Well, why should he feel silly?

It doesn't quite make the right impression on the young ladies.

Well, what about the impression on the court?

Colbert, my love, it is the autumn today,

and we've begun the golding of the leaves.

-He should be here. -Tabitha.

He'll hurt himself.

I just hope he's not out buzzing the vales on that wretched bumblebee.

He is the crown prince, for heaven's sake.

(Colbert chuckles) Tabitha, dear,

have you forgotten what it's like to be 16?

-(buzzing) -PRINCE CORNELIUS: Whoa!

Oh!

-(humming) -Hello.

-What a beautiful voice. -(Buzzby buzzes)

I wonder who she is.

-Stay here, boy. I'll check this out. -(buzzing)

(humming continues)

(vocalizing)

(humming)

THUMBELINA: Oh, you have to go now?

Well, I see. (chuckles) You are a wonderful dancer.

Will I ever see you again?

(Thumbelina vocalizing)

(chuckles) May I cut in?

-(gasps) -No, no. Wait. Wait.

Come back. Oh, I-- I apologize.

I didn't mean to frighten you. (sighs)

(tuts)

There. See? No more sword.

Now will you come out?

Ah.

W-Wait-- Wait a minute. What are you staring at?

Well, say something, will ya?

You're-- Oh! You're one of them.

Uh-- Uh, beg your pardon?

I thought I was the only one my size in the whole world.

(growls)

Oh. Hero. No. No. No, no, no.

He's a friend. Look. Uh, hello.

My name is Thumbelina.

How do you do, sir? Uh, thank you-- thank you for coming to visit.

Uh-- Oh, oh, oh. (chuckles)

Uh, no trouble at all. Uh, the pleasure is mine.

(murmuring, sighs)

(Hero snores)

Ooh. Sorry about that.

Thumbelina.

Oh, it's a lovely name.

Thank you.

I'm Cornelius.

Cornelius. (giggles)

Well, that's a funny name. Oh. I-- I mean, it's perfect.

Uh, tell me about the fairy court.

Is there a-- a prince?

Yes.

-He must be terribly handsome. -Oh. Well, he is.

Strong and brave.

-None like him. -I would love to meet the prince.

-Oh, I'll tell him. -Oh, thank you.

Oh, you're welcome.

-(buzzing) -(gasps)

-What was that? -Oh. Oh.

That's Buzzby, my bumble.

See, I left him on the sill.

He doesn't like staying in one place too long.

(giggles) Why didn't you say something? Come on.

(buzzes)

Oh, my!

Why, he-- (chuckles) he's amazing!

Hey. Hey. Would you like to go for a spin?

-Come on. Let's go. -Oh. (chuckles)

-(buzzing) -(Thumbelina giggles)

Oh, I wish I had wings.

Maybe someday you will.

Hold on tight. Whoa!

Oh! (giggling)

-CORNELIUS (chuckles): Ah. -THUMBELINA: Whoo! (giggling)

♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Let me be your only love ♪

♪ Let me take you far beyond the stars ♪

♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Let me lift you high above ♪

♪ Everything we're dreaming of ♪

♪ Will soon be ours ♪

♪ Anything that you desire ♪

♪ Anything at all ♪

♪ Every day I'll take you higher ♪

♪ And I'll never let you fall ♪

♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Leave behind the world you know ♪

♪ For another world of wondrous things ♪

♪ We'll see the universe ♪

♪ And dance on Saturn's rings ♪

♪ Fly with me, and I will be your wings ♪

She's gonna marry the fairy prince, huh, Mama?

Well, perhaps.

♪ Anything that you desire ♪

-♪ Anything at all ♪ -♪ Anything at all ♪

♪ Every day I'll take you higher ♪

♪ And I'll never let you fall ♪

-♪ You will be my wings ♪ -♪ Let me be your wings ♪

-♪ You will be my only love ♪ -♪ Get ready for another world ♪

♪ Of wondrous things ♪

♪ Wondrous things are sure to happen ♪

BOTH: ♪ We'll see the universe ♪

♪ And dance on Saturn's rings ♪

♪ Heaven isn't too far ♪

♪ Heaven is where you are ♪

BOTH: ♪ Stay with me ♪

-♪ I'll let you ♪ -♪ And let me ♪

-♪ Be my wings ♪ -♪ Be your wings ♪

(Speaking Spanish)

This voice is fantástica.

Mama, I love her.

(buzzing)

Oh, Thumbelina.

Oh, wow. Something--

I don't know. Something happened to me tonight.

Something-- I never want to forget.

Me too.

Do not forget me.

(gasps) Forget-me-nots.

Oh, I'll never forget you. Never.

Never, never.

-TABITHA: Cornelius! -Oh, Mother.

-What-- Mother? -Cornelius!

Come now!

THUMBELINA: Cornelius, who are those people?

(he shushes)

There's no time to explain. That's the queen of the fairies, my mother.

-Your mother? -Yeah. Now look. I must go now, but--

Well, can I see you tomorrow?

But-- Your mother?

Then you're the-- You are-- are the--

-Tomorrow? -Yes, tomorrow.

-Yes, I'm the prince. -The prince?

Yeah. Look, will you meet my parents?

-TABITHA: Cornelius! -Oh, say you will.

I-- (giggles nervously)

I will. You will?

I will. (giggles)

I will, Prince Cornelius. Yes.

-Cornelius! -Cornelius!

-I've gotta go. -(chuckles)

-THUMBELINA: Will they like me? -CORNELIUS: Shh! Get down.

Yes. Yes, they'll love you,

but, uh, let me talk to them first tonight,

and, uh-- and then I'll be back for you in the morning.

Oh! (chuckles) Then you can meet my mother.

Well, great, but-- Well, wait here.

And then...

we'll live happily ever after.

Oh, much longer.

-COLBERT: Cornelius! -Oh! Good-bye!

You won't forget to come back, will you?

I promise.

-(buzzing) -Whoa!

Oh. Cornelius.

Hmm.

(snoring)

(murmurs, snoring)

Mm-hmm.

-Gotcha! -(gasps) What?

-Huh? -THUMBELINA: Hey! Help!

Help, Hero! Let me out of here!

Oh! Oh, Hero!

-(Hero murmurs) -Hero, help! Help me!

(growling)

-(barks) -¡Un perro! A dog!

(growling)

¡Ay! Get away from me!

(Mrs. Toad pants)

(barks)

(Hero whimpers, gasps)

(growling, barking)

(howls, gasps)

(howls)

(yelps)

(grunting)

-(Hero whines) -(Mrs. Toad laughs)

(crying)

(Hero whimpering)

(buzzing)

CORNELIUS: Thumbelina! Oh! Ooh! (chuckles)

Thumbelina! Thumbelina!

Oh. Oops. Ah. Got it.

Thumbelina, it's me. Where are you?

(gasps) Wha--

(Hero whimpering)

(barking)

-(chuckles) Where is she? -(Hero whimpering)

What? What happened?

-(murmurs) -She was stolen away?

Out the window?

-(barks) -Who did it?

(whimpering, murmuring)

-Uh, a toad? -(Hero barks)

-(barks, pants) -Good dog.

-I'll find her. -(barking)

-(panting) -No, no, Hero.

Look, you stay here and take care of Thumbelina's mother.

Let her know everything will be all right.

(barks)

(Hero whimpers)

(animals squawking)

Oh. (grunts)

(sighs)

Buenos días. I hope you sleep very, very good.

Huh? (gasps) Who are you?

¿Nosotros? We are the very happy family Singers de España.

These are my sons Mozo, Gringo...

and Grundel.

-We are very rich and famous. -Rich and famous? Oh.

Sí, sí. Mucho. I bring you here to become famous singer like me.

Oh, uh, good-bye.

Uh, my mother will be very worried.

-(Thumbelina gasps) -Mama no worry.

Mama proud. When you are a star, she make big fiesta...

and invite all the neighbors to come and see her little niña,

who have become big, big, big-- very big.

Big?

-Oh! You mean big? -And important.

And loved by everyone.

But, uh, Cornelius loves me already.

I think I'm gonna marry him.

Marry him?

¡Ay, Chihuahua! That will be a very big mistake.

It will get on the way of your career in show business,

while doing all the time those things domésticos.

What things?

MRS. TOAD: ♪ The scrubbings and the washings ♪

♪ And the noses with the drippings ♪

♪ And the sopas always boiling ♪

BROTHERS: Sí, sí.

♪ The panes and windows falling ♪

♪ With the diapers changing With the roof-- she's leaking ♪

♪ And the enchiladas spoiling ♪

-Ooh. -♪ Do you know how to do these things ♪

♪ Like you will have to do these things ♪

♪ Or does the very thought of it make you wince? ♪

-(toads groan) -I thought so.

♪ Then don't marry ♪

♪ The prince ♪

-(Conga Rhythm) -Oh, dear.

You see, hey? You become big star, like me.

We make big moneys together.

You make Mama rich. You're important person.

You are famous.

You are a star.

A star?

Well, I suppose.

Now repeat after me.

♪ We are the Singers de España, the original cast ♪

♪ And there hasn't been a town we haven't played ♪

♪ We're the Singers de España and we sing very fast ♪

-♪ We get on ♪ -♪ We get off ♪

-♪ We get paid ♪ -MRS. TOAD: Sing!

Uh, could you say that a little slower?

Slower? We don't do ballads.

Oh, maybe I could take notes.

♪ We are free and independent We go everywhere ♪

♪ And we coochie-coochie-coochie all the way ♪

♪ We're gonna teach you how to samba and to rumba y la bamba ♪

♪ Every number, Thumbelina Say olé! ♪

♪ Come on the road, my little castanet ♪

♪ Come on the road, and famous you will get ♪

♪ I'll make you star, get you small guitar ♪

♪ You'll be hot muchacha once I gotcha on the road ♪

♪ Thumbelinacita No one could be "sweeta" ♪

♪ Sing with mamacita We go on the road ♪

♪ Uh! ♪ ¡Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!

(all whooping)

(singing in Spanish) ¡La conga!

♪ Now we sing We open Monday in Medina then we do Babylon ♪

-♪ Then we hop to Barcelona for a week ♪ -♪ We do ♪

♪ Then for a month in Athens at the Parthenon ♪

♪ Where they love us 'cause we do the show in Greek ♪

♪ We're the finest in the business It's a well-known fact ♪

♪ And you'll forgive us if we have to blow the horn ♪

MRS. TOAD: ♪ Because this isn't any ordinary animal act ♪

♪ And today, a star is born ♪

♪ Go on the road you'll hear the people's roar ♪

♪ You're not a toad ♪

♪ But that's what makeup's for ♪

♪ Just sing on pitch We get very rich ♪

♪ Wait until they see the Thumbelina on the road ♪

♪ Sing it, Thumbelina Dance it, Thumbelina ♪

♪ Something, Thumbelina ♪

♪ Now I make her sing ♪ (shouts)

-♪ Ow! ♪ -Bueno. Muy bueno. You got it.

-♪ Come on the road ♪ -(Thumbelina vocalizing)

♪ We make you big success ♪

♪ Come on the road ♪

♪ You're in the union, yes? ♪

-♪ The life, she's sweet ♪ -¡Sí!

♪ Lots of flies to eat ♪ Yum-yum!

♪ So why be a little fish in little pond ♪

♪ When you can go so far beyond? ♪

♪ I think perhaps we make you blonde ♪

♪ When we get on the road ♪

MRS. TOAD: ¡Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay! (trills)

♪ On the road ♪

ALL: ♪ Let's hit the road ♪

-ALL: Olé! -(cheering)

GRUNDEL: Mama, you'll give her to me.

I marry her.

MRS. TOAD: Very well. You can marry la niña.

We can keep the money she earns in the family.

Oh, thank you, Mrs. Toad. Thank you.

They really like me.

-Am I a star? -Yes.

-And you can call me Mama. -Mama?

You are going to marry my son, Grundel.

-I what? -I love Thumbelina.

You wait right here, Thumbelina, chiquitita.

-We'll be right back with the padre. -Oh, no, no, no.

See, I love Cornelius.

Today you marry my son.

-(cheering) -THUMBELINA: Oh, no. No, no.

THUMBELINA: No, I'm not marrying-- No, come back here.

No. Now wait. No. Now wait a second! Where are you going?

Doesn't anybody care what I think? Oh!

(humming)

-THUMBELINA: Help! -Whoa! Whoa!

Help? Who is saying help?

-THUMBELINA: Mr. Bird, over here! -Oh!

Oh, little one, are you having a bad day?

Oh, I was-- I was sleeping on my windowsill,

waiting for Prince Cornelius to come back,

and he said he would come before morning, because he loves me, and--

-JACQUIM (gasps): He loves you? -Yes.

Congratulations!

Thanks.

But, well-- (sniffles)

But I was stolen away by Mrs. Toad,

who says I have to marry her son, and I just--

A toad? Ptooey! Toad.

That is a very bad day, Mademoiselle. Uh, Mademoiselle--

-Uh, Thumbelina. -Ah. Thumbelina. I am Jacquimo.

How can I be of service to you?

Well, I must get off this lily pad,

but... that's impossible.

JACQUIMO (laughs): Nothing is impossible.

-Voilà! -Oh, my.

-(chuckles) Well, that was easy. -(chuckles)

Now, if I could just reach the shore before those awful toads come back.

Ah, the shore. You mean if you can reach the shore...

-before you go over the waterfall? -(rumbling)

-What waterfall? -That one!

-Is it bad? -JACQUIMO: Ah!

(gasps)

I am slipping! Oh!

-Hey! Don't let go! -Can you swim?

No, I can't swim! I can't even float!

BOTH: Help! Help!

-(Jacquimo shouting) -THUMBELINA: Help! Please!

Somebody help!

Help! Somebody help!

JACQUIMO: Help!

THUMBELINA: Help!

JACQUIMO: Jitterbugs, help!

(both screaming)

THUMBELINA (screaming): Look out!

JACQUIMO: Whoa-ho!

(grunting)

Pull, mes amis. Pull!

(grunts) That is it! That is it! Higher! Higher!

(gasping, coughing)

(groans)

(groans)

(sighs) Ah, bon.

C'est bon. (exhales)

(all whispering) What? What is it?

-What is it? -Yeah, who is it?

Look, Mama. She's waking up.

JACQUIMO: Aw, are you feeling better, little one, hmm?

Yes, I think so.

But who-- who are you?

Thumbelina, these are the Jitterbugs.

The Jitterbugs? Oh, how do you do?

Are you really gonna marry the fairy prince?

(giggles) If he asks me.

He will call for me at my house.

Oh, that's why I want to go home.

Besides, Mother will be terribly worried.

-(chattering) -(Thumbelina sighs)

If only I could find my way home.

Oh, we'll help you, Thumbelina.

-Yeah, nobody'll hurt you, Thumbelina. -Yeah.

-Not with us on the job, right? -Right!

Oh, you are all very brave. Thank you,

but I'm afraid I'll never see my home again.

Oh, do you love the prince?

Yes.

Well, then follow your heart.

It will lead you home.

Now, where does the prince live?

Oh. Oh, he-- he lives in the, um--

the Vale of the Fairies.

Oh, but I don't know where that is either.

Do not worry. I, Jacquimo, will find it and bring him home to you.

-(Jacquimo chuckles) -Oh.

It's impossible.

Impossible? Nothing is impossible.

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart Ha-ha ♪

♪ Your dreams will fly on magical wings ♪

♪ When you follow your heart ♪

♪ If you have to journey far, here's a little trick ♪

♪ You don't need a guiding star ♪

♪ Trust your ticker, get there quicker Ha-ha ♪

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪

Come on, Thumbelina!

You are going home!

-Your mother is waiting! Get up! Get up! -(all cheering)

(chuckling)

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪

♪ Your dreams will fly on magical wings ♪

JACQUIMO: Sing, my little chickadees!

♪ When you follow your heart ♪

♪ North or south or east or west ♪

♪ Where to point your shoes? ♪

♪ Which direction is the best? ♪

♪ If the choosing gets confusing ♪

♪ Maybe it's the map you're using ♪

♪ You don't need a chart to guide you ♪

♪ Close your eyes and look inside you Ha-ha ♪

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you know where to start Ha-ha ♪

♪ Your dreams will fly on magical wings ♪

♪ When you follow ♪

♪ Just trust the swallow ♪

♪ And always follow ♪

♪ Your heart ♪

(all cheering)

Bon voyage, Thumbelina! Never fear!

-I will find the prince! -(Thumbelina chuckles)

Good-bye!

Oh, he's wonderful.

And... I'm going home.

Oh, Cornelius, my sunshine.

First you buzzed in here the other day on that wretched thing...

and announced in front of the entire court...

that you'd found the girl of your dreams.

And now you've come back to say she's vanished?

Kidnapped, Mother. She's been kidnapped.

-You're joking. -Tabitha.

Look, Father, please delay the winter frost as long as you can.

I need time to find Thumbelina.

Cornelius!

Don't worry, Mother. I'll be back.

BOTH: Cornelius!

CORNELIUS: I'll find her!

Oh, my poor boy.

Colbert, my love,

we can't delay the frost for more than a day.

(animals squawking)

Hey, bro.

Go away.

Pond talk has said Thumbelina give you the slip...

and is going to marry a fairy prince.

What fairy prince?

(laughs) You'll not be able to show your ugly face on the stage no more.

-Everybody laugh at you. -Nobody laugh.

-(both laughing) -I said, nobody laughs!

(laughing)

I'll go get Thumbelina and bring her back.

(laughing)

Whoa!

-(splash) -I marry her!

(laughing)

(chattering)

(Thumbelina humming, chuckling)

(chuckles)

Look out!

-Aha! -(screams)

(cackles)

Hiya, toots! Beetle's my name,

and razzmatazz is my game.

How do you do? How you feeling? Everything okay?

I'm not your toots. Where do you come from?

Where? Up there. I'm a connoisseur of sweet nectars,

a designer of rare threads...

and a judge of beautiful women.

And you are beautiful, Miss, um--

Uh, Thumbelina. And I'm going home.

What's your hurry, toots?

Relax. Take a load off.

Oh, I wish you wouldn't do that.

Perhaps you'd prefer this.

-(kissing) -Oh! Mr. Beetle!

I don't even know you! Would you stop!

Stop? How can I stop? I'm crazy about you, toots.

-(giggles) Stop! -You're gorgeous!

-(chuckles) -Ooh. You're exciting. Ooh. Delicious!

-I am? -And I love the sound of your voice.

-My voice? -Don't talk. Sing. Sing to me.

Hmm.

♪ I have an idea ♪

♪ Can you fly me up there? ♪

MR. BEETLE: Um, why should I, toots?

Well, from the treetops I could see my house.

Then I'd know if I'm traveling in the right direction to get home.

Ah, gee. I don't know.

That would be a big, big, oh, very big favor.

♪ I'll sing ♪

♪ I'll sing for you ♪

No, no. You'll sing at the beetle ball-- and dance.

-(Thumbelina gasps) -(Mr. Beetle cackles)

We are gonna be the talk of the town, toots!

I'm not your toots!

And I don't even look like a beetle!

BABY BUG: Come on. Let's get help.

(orchestra plays "Fanfare")

(applause)

(drums beating)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlebugs Berkley Beetle proudly presents...

Thumbelina!

(crowd cheering)

(funky music)

♪ Baby, it's the beetle ball ♪

♪ And bugs are crawlin' to get in ♪

♪ When they hear that beetle beat ♪

♪ Those beetle feet'll start to spin ♪

♪ And how they'll cheer ♪

♪ For you, my dear ♪

♪ You're beautiful, baby ♪

(cheering)

♪ Oh, my little butterfly ♪

-♪ You flutter by, and there's romance ♪ -♪ Wah, wah, wah ♪

♪ Every chance to dance with you ♪

♪ Puts the ants back in my pants ♪

Wow, wow!

♪ Let's cut a rug ♪

♪ My ladybug ♪

♪ You're beautiful, baby ♪

(cheering)

♪ I get a burst when I have you on my wing ♪

♪ You tie my antennae in a knot ♪

♪ Now the room's reelin' ♪

♪ And I'm feelin' ♪

♪ So ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-- ♪

♪ Hot to trot ♪

(crowd cheering, whistling)

Let's dance, baby!

-Isn't she beautiful? -Just adorable, darling.

What a piece of work. Will you look at her!

Hmph!

Okay, toots. Let's wing it!

I-- I can't wing it.

I don't have any wings! I'm getting dizzy!

BOTH: Ew!

ALL: Ew!

(crowd laughing)

♪ Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ♪

♪ Hee-hee-hee-hee, ho-ho-ho-ho ♪

♪ She, she, she, she's so, so, so, so ♪

♪ Hey, that bug is a dog ♪

-WOMAN 1: My, my! -Unattractive.

The word, my dear, is ugly.

MAN 1: She's so ugly, she's hurting my feelings.

-(gasps) -I hope it ain't catching.

MAN 2: Disgraceful.

♪ Would you look at that She ain't got no wings ♪

♪ Good gracious me What are those things? ♪

-♪ She ain't got no feelers ♪ -♪ No feelers ♪

-♪ She ain't got no shell ♪ -♪ Do tell ♪

♪ She got scrawny legs and knobby knees ♪

♪ For all we know, the gal's got fleas ♪

♪ She can't even fly No, that won't do ♪

♪ So say good-bye She's not for you ♪

♪ I'm sorry, toots I guess you're too ♪

♪ Too ugly ♪

-(grunts) -(crowd laughing)

Don't worry. You'll get over me.

I'm ugly? Hmm.

(panting)

Hey, wait for me!

Hurry up. Thumbelina needs help.

(growling, laughs)

(all screaming)

(laughing)

(screaming)

Do I hear one of you say Thumbelina needs help?

-GNATTY: Yes. -Gnatty!

The beetle took her and flew way up there.

Shh. Be quiet.

Oh!

The beetle?

(spits) I want her back!

(screaming)

Come on. Let's go.

You big ugly wart face!

(chuckling)

Now we see about this beetle.

JACQUIMO (in distance): ♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪

♪ You're sure to fly on magical wings ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪

(wings flapping)

(gasps) Why, what is the matter, Thumbelina?

(sniffles) I'm cold,

I'm lost and... I'm hungry.

And the beetle says I'm ugly.

The beetle? (chuckles)

-You love the beetle? -No.

Then never mind the beetle.

Good riddance to the beetle and good riddance to the toad.

(blows)

Does Prince Cornelius think you are ugly?

(sniffles) No.

He thinks I'm beautiful.

Hmm. And so you are, mon amie. Look.

(exhales)

I'm going home. (sighs)

-Jacquimo. -Hmm?

Will you find the Vale of the Fairies?

I promise.

(yawns) I promise.

But now we must sleep.

(sniffs) Bonne nuit.

Bonne nuit, Thumbelina. (yawning)

Thank you, Jacquimo. Thank you.

(Jacquimo yawns)

Tomorrow is a new day,

and I will go to the forest...

and see if I can find your Prince Cornelius, hmm?

(panting) Bonjour.

Nice and sunny day.

It's sunny, all right, but I'm not too sure about the "nice."

-Oh. Well, I am looking for-- -(panting)

the Vale of the Fairies.

Fairies, huh?

Beats the heck out of me. Why don't you ask a fairy?

-Oh, you know one? -No, but he might.

Oh. Ah. Merci.

Uh, excusez-moi, monsieur.

I am looking for the Vale of the--

-Amscray! -Where were we?

I can see at this moment you are very busy fox,

so I will, uh, be brief.

FOX: Buzz off, buster! Ahh!

Whoa!

(groans, grunts)

Now-- Now look-- look what I do.

I have a thorn in my wing.

Oh, this is bad, very bad.

Oh, mon Dieu.

I hope I-- I still can fly.

I fly. I fly. Oh, merci.

It only stings a little.

Now, where was I?

(gasps) Autumn.

It is autumn.

Oh, I must hurry to find the fairy prince.

Winter is almost here.

Thumbelina!

(grunting)

Thumbelina, where are you?

Oh! Ooh!

Ooh!

(groaning)

-Whoa. -(buzzing)

Whoa! Whoo!

(chattering, murmuring)

(sighs)

I'm-- I'm looking for a beautiful young woman.

Her name is-- is Thumbelina.

Are you the fairy prince?

I am.

Thumbelina's gone.

Gone? Where? Where did she go?

-The beetle took her away. -CORNELIUS: What?

They're out there, somewhere.

She... She's out there? In that?

GNATTY: There's a big toad after her too.

Oh, no. I've got to find her.

(grunts) Winter's almost here.

Hurry, Buzz. My father can't hold back the frost much longer.

-(grunting) -Okay, okay.

(coughing) Can I explain something?

-What? -(Mr. Beetle coughs)

Look, I don't know where she is.

We didn't hit it off too good, so I, uh-- I let her go.

She's not my type. She's an ugly type. I don't like ugly.

(grunts) She is beautiful!

Whatever you say. Look, I got an idea.

I hear that she loves the fairy prince, right?

(grunts)

(screams)

I crush fairy prince.

Okay, okay. Shut up and listen.

Why don't you just nab this prince...

and you set up a trap for the girl...

using him as the bait.

You know, get her to come to you.

-Nab the prince. -And set up a trap.

Nab the prince.

Yes, nab the prince and set up a trap.

Do you speak English?

Try to keep up, Grundel, okay?

-Don't shout! -You're making me very nervous here!

You go capture prince.

Aah! My wings! You took my wings!

-You can't do that. -Yeah?

-I keep wings until you nab prince. -Listen, pal.

This harassment has gone far enough,

and I know my rights!

I'll report you to the pond patrol.

-(Grundel grunts) -Okay, okay, cool it.

Cool it! (coughing)

Where's your sense of humor?

All right. I'll nab the prince.

Come on, guys. Mind the wings. I'll be back.

(snoring)

Excusez-moi, Monsieur Bear.

(snores)

-(snoring) -I am looking for the Vale of the Fairies.

I don't want no berries. (snoring)

No, no, no. Fairies, not berries.

(snoring)

Wake up, you fat lummox!

-(snores) -Ooh!

Ooh! I said, wake up!

(muttering)

Whoo-hoo!

(groaning)

I am having a very bad day.

Mon Dieu. It is so cold.

(shuddering)

Winter!

Winter is here.

(wind howling)

JACQUIMO: Whoa!

Oh, this thorn.

Oh, it hurts to fly.

-(buzzing) -Don't worry, Buzz. We're gonna make it.

Thumbelina!

(grunts)

-(buzzing) -(Cornelius yells)

Whoa!

Ah!

(wind howling)

See, now-- now, he takes my wings away.

Now I have to walk to find the prince.

See, if he let me keep my wings,

I could fly after the prince and bring him back in two seconds.

-Hey, Beetle. This guy's the prince. -The prince.

Ah! The prince!

Somebody up there loves me!

The prince. Okay, okay. You pick him up.

Let's get out of this stinking weather before we're statistics.

Whoo! I can't even feel anything in my feelers anymore.

(all grunting)

JACQUIMO: A guy with my brain, I got to talk to a toad.

What kind of conversation can you have with a toad?

They're toads. They're green. They're toads.

-(Thumbelina gasps) -(water splashes)

(coughing, sniffles)

(grunting, panting)

(shuddering)

(shuddering continues)

Jacquimo was wrong.

I will never find my way home.

It's impossible.

Oh, Mother, where can you be?

(sniffles, sobs)

♪ I know there's someone ♪

♪ Somewhere ♪

♪ Someone ♪

♪ Who's sure to find her ♪

♪ Soon ♪

♪ After the rain goes ♪

-♪ There are rainbows ♪ -(whines, sniffles)

♪ She'll find her rainbow ♪

♪ Soon ♪

♪ Soon my breaking heart will mend ♪

♪ Soon a happy ending ♪

♪ Troubles behind her ♪

♪ I will find her ♪

♪ Homeward bound ♪

♪ Safe and sound ♪

♪ And soon ♪

WOMAN: Feeling better, my dear?

(sniffing)

Ohh!

-Where-- Where am I? -In my kitchen.

I'm Ms. Fieldmouse, and we are snug and safe underground.

I'm-- I'm underground?

Yes, dearie. Three feet under.

I dug it myself with my own two hands.

Here. Drink this.

At least that toad won't find me down here.

(laughs) You know, there's something I don't understand.

Did you really think you could survive the winter in that old shoe?

(laughs) Honestly!

-I wanna go home. -Well,

I'm afraid you'll just have to wait here till spring, Thumbelina.

You know my name.

Oh, that was easy. I know much more,

like you were engaged to the fairy prince.

Um, Cornelius, I believe?

Well, almost.

-Oh, that is so sad. -What?

That he was found stone-cold-frozen dead in the snow.

-(Thumbelina gasps) No. -But, of course, you knew that.

No. No.

Cornelius. No!

-MS. FIELDMOUSE: That is so sad. -THUMBELINA: No, it's not true.

No!

-(Thumbelina continues sobbing) -Hmm.

MS. FIELDMOUSE: Oh, Thumbelina, forgive me.

Sometimes I just blurt things out without thinking.

You're still young though. There'll be another.

He was perfect.

Nobody's perfect.

-Cornelius was the only one-- -Now, put this on.

We'll take these corn cakes to Mr. Mole.

-He lives just down the tunnel. -I'd rather not.

Oh. I saved your life this very day, and you'd rather not?

(sighs) Very well.

Oh, one more thing.

Is it true that you have a beautiful voice?

Hmm?

I don't feel much like singing.

Oh, you must sing for Mr. Mole.

He loves sweet things.

Come on.

Mr. Mole loves his corn cakes.

Cornelius was looking for me.

(sniffles)

That's what must have happened.

(sniffles)

(door squeaks)

(humming)

-Good afternoon, Mr. Mole. -Oh, yes.

(sniffing)

Ms. Fieldmouse.

Oh, good afternoon. Lovely day.

I want you to meet a new friend of mine, Thumbelina.

She just came down from... up there.

Up there? Up there.

Terrible place. (sniffing)

Mmm.

How do you do, Miss Thumbelina? Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Uh, how do you do, Mr. Mole?

Come in, come in.

Don't touch anything. These are my things.

We brought some corn cakes for you.

Just you try one, Mr. Mole.

Ooh. Mmm. (slurping)

Mmm. (lips smack)

Very nice.

Well, tell us about... up there.

I went up once. Nearly blinded me.

Hurried as fast as I could back down where it's dark and decent.

-Oh, but-- Well-- -Hmm?

I love the light.

I hate it. End of story.

Story? Thumbelina, tell Mr. Mole a story--

a lovely, sad story.

Well, uh--

MR. MOLE: Stand right there where I can see you.

Okay, um--

Oh, I love, love stories, don't you?

Once upon a time, there was, um, the sun.

Sing it, Thumbelina. Sing.

-She sings? -Shh.

Oh. Um--

♪ Once there was the sun ♪

-♪ Bright and warm and wonderful ♪ -Ah!

♪ Shining like the love within my heart ♪

♪ Now there's no more sun ♪

♪ Winter has killed everything ♪

♪ And although it's dark December ♪

♪ Forever ♪

♪ I'll remember sun ♪

Winter has killed everything,

even the sun.

MS. FIELDMOUSE: Wonderful story.

Dreadful thing, the sun.

And now I have a story to tell you.

Just this morning as I was out for my early morning stroll,

I stumbled across the most extraordinary thing in my tunnel--

a dead bird.

-MS. FIELDMOUSE: No. -Yes.

How do you suppose a dead bird got into my tunnel?

Oh, well, I'm certainly glad I'm not a bird,

bothering the world with endless twittering, twittering, twittering.

My, yes.

Oh! There it is.

(gasps) Oh!

Whatever do you suppose happened to him?

Well, there's one less bird to twitter, twitter, twitter up there.

Oh, Jacquimo.

Jacquimo, my dear, dear friend.

-MS. FIELDMOUSE: Tender little thing. -Yes.

Quite lovely. (clears throat)

Ms. Fieldmouse, could I have a word with you?

I wish you would.

Ms. Fieldmouse,

you know I have been meaning to take a wife for some time now.

What a lovely idea.

I find myself sometimes,

um, you know, uh, lonely for companionship.

What could be more natural?

-And I wonder if-- -Yes?

If I could ask you to help me persuade Miss Thumbelina...

(stutters): to be my wife.

Thumbelina?

(chuckles) She could keep me company...

and tell me stories, don't you think?

Yes.

And for your service in helping to arrange this match,

I will reward you handsomely. (blows)

Oh, I will. I will.

Dear Ms. Fieldmouse.

Leave the arrangements to me.

Thumbelina.

I-- I hear your heart.

You're not dead, no.

Jacquimo.

Jacquimo.

I'll come back... tonight.

MS. FIELDMOUSE: Thumbelina?

-(chattering) -One ice-cold prince coming up.

-Where do you want him? -There.

He looks dead.

Dead? Dead, schmead! What difference does it make?

-You killed him. -Okay, okay, okay. Have it your way.

I killed him. There. You satisfied? Huh?

Huh? Forget the prince, all right?

Now, uh, what if I were to tell you...

I know where Thumbelina is right now, huh?

What if I was to tell you that? Would you give me my wings?

I'm glad you kill prince. It's a deal.

Good.

My sources tell me...

she's buried alive with the mole.

Mole?

What mole?

If I were you, I'd get my tail over there and save her.

Go. Get hopping. Oh, and give me my wings, would you, please? My wings.

Aah! Where does mole live?

I go kick down his door.

Oh! Ooh, ooh! Stop! Stop! Stop! Let go of my arm!

What's going on? Where are we going?

We go rescue Thumbelina from the mole.

Mole? Are you out of your mind? I'm not going down there.

You know what that guy does to beetles?

Do you have any idea what he does? He stuffs 'em.

He stuffs 'em and he pins 'em on his walls.

Quiet!

Look, why don't you just go home and marry a toad? You ever think about that?

You find yourself a pretty toad with warts and you marry her.

Quiet!

Toads, toads. I gotta be stuck with toads.

They've got the fairy prince. We've got to help him.

Come on, guys. Let's build a fire.

MS. FIELDMOUSE: All the same, we'll make it a thrilling wedding.

Why, it's a wonderful match.

Mr. Mole is the richest rodent for miles around.

Educated, well dressed,

highly thought of.

Never mind that he can't see.

(laughs) That's all the better.

How could I possibly marry Mr. Mole? I don't love him.

Love?

Love is what we read about in books, my dear.

(chuckles)

♪ "Here Comes the Bride" ♪

♪ Is a lovely little ditty ♪

♪ But marrying for love is a foolish thing to do ♪

♪ 'Cause love won't pay the mortgage ♪

♪ Or put porridge in your bowl ♪

♪ Dearie ♪

♪ Marry the mole ♪

♪ True, it's a fact that he's not exactly witty ♪

♪ He's blinder than a bat ♪

♪ But at least his eyes are blue ♪

♪ His breath may be alarming ♪

♪ But he's charming for a troll ♪

♪ Dearie ♪

♪ Marry the mole ♪

♪ Romeo and Juliet ♪

♪ Were very much in love when they were wed ♪

♪ They honored every vow ♪

♪ So where are they now? ♪

♪ They're dead, dead ♪

♪ Very, very dead ♪

♪ Poor Thumbelina, your brain's so itty-bitty ♪

♪ I hate to seem a pest, but I know what's best for you ♪

♪ Just think of all the ways that you can decorate a hole ♪

♪ Take my advice ♪

♪ I'll bring the rice ♪

♪ Dearie ♪

♪ Marry the mole ♪

♪ Marry the mole ♪

♪ Marry that mole ♪

♪ "M" is for "money" ♪

-Oh! -♪ L-E ♪

(wind howling)

Please be warm, dear friend.

Please live.

Poor little swallow.

I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you.

I know now...

there's no place in this big world for little people.

We--

We cannot do impossible things.

Perhaps I should marry the mole.

He could take care of me. He could.

Hmm.

Hmm.

I will.

(sighs) I will marry the mole.

(groaning)

You are joking.

Jacquimo?

Marry the prince.

Jacquimo, you're awake.

Oh! Oh, Jacquimo.

(grunting)

Oh! Oh, I'm sorry.

I have a thorn in my wing.

A thorn?

Well, let me see.

-Oh, my goodness. -(grunting)

Well, hold still.

(grunts) Ah!

There. (kisses)

Oh, now it will get better.

-Don't get up. -No, no.

I go to find the Vale of the Fairies and the prince.

(laughs) You silly bird.

Don't you understand?

Get on my back. Get on my back.

I will take you to the Green Forest.

Be realistic.

Cornelius is gone. I--

-I will find him. -Jacquimo, don't.

-Remember-- -Jacquimo--

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

-Stop! Stop it, Jacquimo! -♪ If you follow your heart ♪

Bon voyage, mon amie!

Bon voyage! Jacquimo!

No.

Jacquimo.

Oh, Jacquimo,

stop torturing me.

Cornelius is dead.

(grunting)

There. Does he know Mr. Mole's gonna marry Thumbelina?

We'll find out when the ice melts.

Then we'll tell him.

(grunts)

Whoa! (grunts)

Look. He's waking up.

(organ playing "Bridal Chorus")

(music continues)

CORNELIUS' VOICE: ♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Let me be your only love ♪

♪ Let me take you far beyond the stars ♪

MAN: Uh, Mr. Mole, do you take this woman...

to be your lawful wedded, uh, wife?

♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Let me lift you high above ♪

♪ Everything we're dreaming of will soon be ours ♪

MR. MOLE (clears throat): I do.

♪ Anything that you desire ♪

♪ Anything at all ♪

And, uh-- uh, Thumbelina,

do you take this, uh, mole...

to be your lawful wedded, uh, husband?

THUMBELINA: Do not forget me.

(gasps) Forget-me-nots.

Oh, I'll never forget you. Never.

Never, never.

MAN: Speak up.

Never.

-What? -Never.

-I beg your pardon? -I cannot marry Mr. Mole.

(spectators gasp)

-I don't love him. -What?

Thumbelina!

(yelling)

-You! -I marry her.

No!

I no marry you. I go home.

-No! (grunting) -Go away!

Aah!

-After her! -(panting)

Ha-ha! Hiya, toots.

-I'm not your toots. -(squeals) Whoa.

-Hey, wait! Wait! -Thumbelina!

-My wings! My wings! -(yells)

CORNELIUS: Whoa!

(groans)

Thumbelina.

GRUNDEL: She marry me!

That's the toad we've been telling you about.

We meet at last, Mr. Toad.

Fairy prince? No!

-You killed him. -Aah!

Aah! (growls)

(panting) Oh!

(grunting)

Oh! Oh!

The sun. The sun is shining again.

(growling)

-CORNELIUS: Ha! -GRUNDEL: Aah!

(laughing) Come on. Show me what you got.

-(Cornelius grunts) -(Grundel laughs)

CORNELIUS: Let me go!

-THUMBELINA: Aah! -Thumbelina!

(yelling)

(panting)

MR. MOLE: Thumbelina, come back!

(grunting) Ooh.

(all screaming)

(panting, coughing)

Ah! Ooh!

Oh! The sun!

JACQUIMO: ♪ And always follow ♪

♪ Your heart ♪

Jacquimo, it's you!

Of course. C'est moi.

Oh, Thumbelina.

I found it. I have found it. I find the Vale of the Fairies!

-Oh, Jacquimo. -No, no. Listen. It is true.

I talk to the rabbit who talk to the fox...

who talk to the deer who know for sure.

You see-- I show you. Jump on.

-Hang on! -No, no. Jacquimo!

(Jacquimo humming)

(humming continues)

We go find us a fairy prince.

Oh, that's impossible.

Ho-ho! You are wrong.

Jacquimo, I nearly made the biggest mistake of my life.

-(Jacquimo continues humming) -I nearly said yes to the mole.

There's the mountain that looks like a turtle.

But-- Well, I don't love the mole.

(humming)

Ah. We are here. We are here.

Hello, hello, hello! (echoing)

Fairies! (echoing)

This is it.

This?

(laughs) It just looks like a patch of ordinary weeds.

Sing, Thumbelina. Sing!

Oh, Jacquimo, please, can you take me home?

Oh! Sing!

(sighs)

♪ You will be my wings ♪

♪ You will be my only love ♪

♪ You will take me far beyond the stars ♪

Jacquimo, this is silly.

This is a weed patch.

This is the Vale of the Fairies.

Take me home.

Please.

♪ Let me be your wings ♪ Like that.

Sing. Like that.

♪ You will lift me high above ♪

Oh-ho! Magnifique.

♪ Everything we're dreaming of will soon be ours ♪

Oh-ho!

Incroyable.

♪ Anything that we desire ♪

♪ Anything at all ♪

♪ Every day you take me higher ♪

Let's be practical.

This isn't the Vale of the Fairies...

and Cornelius is never coming back.

♪ And I'll never let you fall ♪

You. It's you.

Cornelius, you're alive!

Thumbelina, will you marry me?

I will.

Wings.

I have wings.

My very own wings!

(bells chiming)

(chiming)

(trumpets play "Bridal Chorus")

(fanfare)

-♪ Anything that you desire ♪ -Hello, Mother!

-♪ Anything at all ♪ -(laughing)

♪ Every day I'll take you higher ♪

♪ And I'll never let you fall ♪

(chorus vocalizing)

(whistles)

(buzzing)

Au revoir! (laughing)

♪ And always follow your ♪

♪ Heart ♪

JACQUIMO: And, of course-- (laughs)

they lived happily ever after.

(sighs)

JACQUIMO: ♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart Ha-ha ♪

♪ Your dreams will fly on magical wings ♪

♪ When you follow your heart ♪

♪ If you have to journey far ♪

♪ Here's a little trick ♪

♪ You don't need a guiding star ♪

♪ Trust your ticker, get there quicker Ha-ha ♪

♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪

Come on, Thumbelina!

You are going home! Your mother is waiting!

-Get up! Get up! -(all cheering)

CHORUS: ♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

♪ If you follow your heart ♪ Whoo!

-♪ Your dreams will fly on magical wings ♪ -Sing, my little chickadees!

♪ When you follow your heart ♪ Whoo!

JACQUIMO: ♪ North or south or east or west ♪

♪ Where to point your shoes? ♪

♪ Which direction is the best? ♪

♪ If the choosing gets confusing ♪

♪ Maybe it's the map you're using ♪

♪ You don't need a chart to guide you ♪

♪ Close your eyes and look inside you Ha-ha ♪

ALL: ♪ You're sure to do impossible things ♪

-♪ If you know where to start ♪ -♪ Ha-ha ♪

♪ Your dreams will fly on magical wings ♪

♪ When you follow ♪

♪ Just trust the swallow ♪

♪ And always follow ♪

♪ Your heart ♪

MAN: ♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Let me be your only love ♪

♪ Let me take you far beyond the stars ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Let me lift you high above ♪

BOTH: ♪ Everything we're dreaming of ♪

♪ Will soon be ours ♪

MAN: ♪ Anything that you desire ♪

♪ Anything at all ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Anything at all ♪

MAN: ♪ Every day I'll take you higher ♪

♪ And I'll never let you fall ♪

♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Leave behind the world you know ♪

♪ For another world of wondrous things ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Wondrous things are sure to happen ♪

MAN: ♪ We'll see the universe ♪

♪ And dance on Saturn's rings ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Oh, fly ♪

BOTH: ♪ Fly with me ♪

♪ And I will be your wings ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Your, your wings ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Oh, anything that you desire ♪

♪ Anything at all ♪

♪ Every day I'll take you higher ♪

♪ And I'll never let you fall ♪

-♪ Let me be your wings ♪ -♪ Let me be your wings ♪

♪ Let me be your only love ♪

MAN: ♪ Get ready for another world ♪

♪ Of wondrous things ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Wondrous things ♪

MAN: ♪ We'll see the universe ♪

♪ And dance on Saturn's rings ♪

♪ Heaven isn't too far ♪

WOMAN: ♪ Heaven is where you are ♪

MAN: ♪ Stay with me and ♪

BOTH: ♪ Let me ♪

♪ Be your ♪

♪ Wings ♪