Hansel and Gretel Page #3

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Show me what I ought to do

So that I may dance with you

Raise your hands and clap, clap, clap

Point your toe and tap, tap, tap

Left and right, left and then

'Round about and back again

Raise your hands and clap, clap, clap

Point your toe and tap, tap, tap

Left and right, left and then

'Round about and back again

Oh, no!

This is terrible!

Hansel, what are we going to do?

All the milk is spilt.

I must have left the barn door open.

-What are we going to tell Mother?

-I don't know.

Look, get it cleared up.

I'm getting him out of here.

Please, Duncan, move. Come on.

Duncan, please.

Hansel, Gretel.

What are you doing?

What's the donkey doing in the house?

Where's my custard?

We didn't see him coming in.

You let that stupid animal eat my custard

and drink all our milk?

Hansel, get that beast out of here.

Now. Do you hear?

Take the donkey to the barn,

you foolish boy.

Come on, Duncan.

Move, Duncan.

I'll take the donkey myself.

You're such a worthless idiot.

Come on. Out. I've had enough.

Just get out of my kitchen.

Get out of here. Out!

Out.

You stupid, stupid children.

I'll never forgive you, never.

We're sorry. We really are.

Find some berries for our dinner tonight.

Enough for all of us, or don't come back.

Now get out of my sight.

Get out of here.

And don't even think

of coming back empty-handed...

-or I'll--

-Mama?

Go away. Leave me alone.

-Come on.

-Let's go over there, where we always go.

There aren't any berries left in those woods.

We've picked them all.

No one ever goes here.

But Papa said not to come in these woods.

There's no path to follow. We could get lost.

Have you still got those cookie crumbs

the baker gave you?

Yes, but they're stale.

Good. Just enough.

We'll leave a trail of crumbs

so that we can find our way back home.

And we won't get lost.

-But Papa said--

-Come on. Don't be a baby.

Look at all these berries.

They're so big and ripe.

Sweet, too.

Mother's going to be pleased.

A fairy plays her harp in the wood all day

She wears a velvet mantle of rose and grey

Where can this good fairy be?

Playing pretty songs for me

Maybe she lives underneath an apple tree

Her hair is black as night

and her cheeks are red

She wears a cap of silver upon her head

Where can this good fairy be?

Waiting in the woods for me

Maybe she lives underneath a chocolate tree

-There's no such thing as a chocolate tree.

-Yes, there is.

She dances in a circle of warm sunlight

Her feet are very swift

and her eyes are bright

Where can this sweet fairy be?

Dancing in the sun for me

Maybe she lives underneath a chestnut tree

Maybe she lives underneath

a chestnut tree

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