Bambi

Love is a song that never ends

Life may be swift and fleeting

Hope may die

Yet love's beautiful music

Comes each day like the dawn

Love is a song that never ends

One simple theme repeating

Like the voice of a heavenly choir

Love's sweet music flows on

Like the voice of a heavenly choir

Love's sweet music flows on

Wake up.

- What now?

- Wake up, Friend Owl.

What's going on around here?

- Wake up.

- lt's happened.

The new prince is born.

- We're going to see him.

- Come on. You better hurry up.

Well, look.

- Well.

- lsn't he cute?

Well, this is quite an occasion.

Yes, sir,

it isn't every day a prince is born.

You're to be congratulated.

- Yes, congratulations.

- Congratulations.

Thank you very much.

Come on. Wake up.

We have company.

Hello. Hello, there.

- Hello, little prince.

- Hello. Hello, there.

Hello, little prince.

Look. He's trying to get up.

Kinda wobbly, isn't he?

Thumper.

Well, he is.

Aren't you?

Looks to me like

he's getting kind of sleepy.

l think it's time we all left.

Come on.

Thumper. Come on.

Whatcha gonna call him?

Well, l think l'll call him Bambi.

Yep, l guess that'll do all right.

My little Bambi.

Walking already.

Well, what do you know.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, Mrs Quail.

And where's the young prince this...

- Good morning, Bambi.

- Good morning, young prince.

Goodbye.

Good morning, young prince.

Good morning, young prince.

Good morning.

Nice sunny day.

- What's the matter?

- What happened?

Did the young prince fall down?

- ls he hurt?

- No, he's all right.

He doesn't walk very good, does he?

Thumper.

Yes, Mama?

What did your father tell you

this morning?

lf you can't say something nice,

don't say nothing at all.

Come on, Bambi, get up. Try again.

Come on, get up. Get up.

- Get up.

- Try again.

l'm thumping.

That's why they call me Thumper.

Thumper!

Come on. You can do it.

Hop over it. Like this.

Hop over it.

Like this.

You didn't hop far enough.

That's it. Now the other one.

Gee whiz, what happened that time?

Those are birds.

Look, he's trying to talk.

He's trying to say ''bird''.

Say ''bird''.

Bird.

Bird.

Come on, say ''bird'', say ''bird''.

Say ''bird''. Say ''bird''.

Come on, say ''bird''.

Say ''bird''.

Bird.

He talked. He talked, Mama.

The young prince said ''bird''.

Bird, bird, bird...

Bird.

No, that's not a bird.

That's a butterfly.

Butterfly?

Butter...

Butterfly.

No, that's a flower.

- Flower?

- lt's pretty.

Pretty.

Flower.

Me?

That's not a flower.

- He's a little...

- That's all right.

He can call me a flower

if he wants to.

l don't mind.

Pretty. Pretty flower.

Gosh.

l think l better go home now.

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

Beating a tune

As you fall all around

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

What can compare

With your beautiful sound?

Beautiful sound

Beautiful sound

Drip, drop

Drip, drop

Drip, drip, drop

When the sky is cloudy

Your pretty music

Can brighten the day

Drip, drip, drop

When the sky is cloudy

You come along with a song rightaway

Come with your beautiful music

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

Beating a tune

As you fall all around

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

What can compare

With your beautiful sound?

Drip, drip, drop

When the sky is cloudy

You come along

With your pretty little song

Drip, drip, drop

When the sky is cloudy

You come along

With your pretty little song

- Gay little roundelay

- Gay little roundelay

- Song of the rainy day

- Song of the rainy day

How I love to hear your patter

Pretty little pitter-patter.

Helter skelter, when you pelter

Troubles always seem to scatter

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

Beating a sound as you fall all around

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

- Little April shower

- With your beautiful sound

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

Beating a tune

As you fall all around

Drip, drip, drop

Little April shower

What can compare

With your beautiful sound?

Beautiful sound

Mother, what we going to do today?

l'm going to take you to the meadow.

Meadow? What's the meadow?

lt's a very wonderful place.

Then why haven't we been there before?

You weren't big enough.

- Mother, you know what?

- What?

We're not the only deer in the forest.

- Where did you hear that?

- Thumper told me.

Well, he's right.

There are many deer

in the forest besides us.

Then why don't l ever see them?

- You will, sometime.

- On the meadow?

Perhaps.

Hush now.

We're almost there.

- The meadow.

- Wait.

Bambi, wait.

You must never rush out on the meadow.

There might be danger.

Out there, we're unprotected.

The meadow is wide and open,

and there are no trees or bushes

to hide us.

So we have to be very careful.

Wait here.

l'll go out first. And if the meadow

is safe, l'll call you.

Come on, Bambi. lt's all right.

Come on.

Good morning, Prince Bambi.

Good morning, young prince.

Hello. What ya eatin'?

- Clover.

- lt's awfully good.

lt's delicious.

Why don't you try some?

No, not that green stuff.

Just eat the blossoms.

That's the good stuff.

Thumper.

- Yes, Mama?

- What did your father tell you?

About what?

About eating the blossoms

and leaving the greens?

Oh, that one.

Eating greens is a special treat.

lt makes long ears

and great big feet.

But it sure is awful stuff to eat.

l made that last part up myself.

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