Pocahontas 2: Journey to a New World Page #3

than a pine

She seems so sweet

she means us well

- Size 20 feet

- How can you tell

We'll rue this day

You wait and see

What is to be

or not to be

How do they build

their huts so tall

Can this be all one tribe

The things they sell

The things I smell

I never could describe

These cakes taste just like

berries picked this very day

The sound a river makes

still takes my breath

Away

London's as busy

as a hive of bees

Grandmother Willow would

just love these trees

Crowded and loud

but so exciting too

With colours

I never even knew

What a day in London

Nothing strange at all

'Cept a girl with someone

maybe ten feet tall

This day's become a day

no one is likely to forget

A day we'll all remember as

the day two worlds have met

- London is everything I've heard and more

- Such beauty's rare.

- London is nothing

- The strength of ten, I've heard.

- Like I've seen before

- She's won the men, my word!

- A brave young thing, to venture here.

- Music and feathered hats

- And roofs that shine

- It will be an adventure.

- And flags flying higher

- Perhaps some brew to quench your thirst?

- Than a pine

- But not with you-- I saw her first!

What a day in London

History was made

Take away the mystery

then you're not afraid

- We've seen a girl

- I've seen a world

- I never dreamed I'd see

-We never dreamed we'd see

- And what an extra special day Unique in truly every way

- Unique in truly every way

How wonderful this London day

Turned out to be

You!

Well done, Rolfe,

bringing back a heathen as an example.

Look at her.

She sticks out like a sore thumb.

Pocahontas is here as

an emissary of her people.

- A personal guest of the king.

- The king has appointed me...

to lead an armada

against the savages.

Don't tell me you didn't know?

The king wants his gold.

- There is no gold.

- Another barbarian lie.

As soon as the ships

are armed, I set sail...

to destroy the heathens

and reclaim Jamestown for James.

We must stop him!

Warn your king of his lies!

But he wasn't lying.

The parchment bore the king's seal.

What? Then your king's promise

to meet me was the lie.

- A king doesn't lie!

- They cannot both be true.

No. It-It's just a misunderstanding.

It has to be.

I can straighten this out.

Come on.

Are you riding or running?

- Mrs Jenkins!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Gads-me-gracious, is that my Johnny?

Eww!

Eww, Johnny,

you need a bath.

- Oh, oh, Johnny!

- Look at you.

- Oh, you.

- Mrs Jenkins, I would like to introduce Pocahontas.

Pocahontas, Mrs Jenkins.

The Jenkinses have been

with the Rolfes for generations.

- Careful. She's about to put on some tea.

- I'll put on some tea.

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