The Three Caballeros Page #4

you never have seen such a race.

Now it's Pepito and Fuego.

It's Fuego and Pepito.

And there comes Gordito

on the rail.

Do your stuff, kid.

No?

Well, don't wait too long or...

Look out!

Ah-heh.

What did I tell you?

Come on, Gauchito.

The wings, the wings.

Quickly I untied the rope.

Come on, come on.

Quickly I untied the rope.

The knife! The knife!

Crtalo, crtalo.!

And now we go.

You should see little Burrito...

tearing up the track,

so fast you couldn't see us.

And now down the home stretch comes

Fuego. Now Pepito's ahead on the rail.

Here comes Pingo, Gordito and Gato,

and Dorado is right on his tail.

But where is Burrito?

Here comes Burrito!

We passed them

like they were standing still.

And now coming down across the line

of finish, it's Burrito, the winner!

Well, amigos, it was all over

but the shouting...

I thought.

Caramba.

The jig was up.

And what became

of the flying donkey, you ask?

Neither him nor me

was ever seen again...

as long as we lived.

Adios, amigo.

Adios. So long!

Good-bye!

What's going on here?

Presents! Oh, boy!

Let me at 'em!

Say, what's this?

Ah, Pato Donald.

Or, as you Americans say,

what's cookin'?

Joe Carioca!

Well, I'll be doggoned!

Imagine meeting me here.

Donald, have you ever been

to Baa? No?

- No, I haven't.

- Ah, Baa.

Land of romance...

moonlight, music,

beautiful girls.

Oh, forgive the interruption,

Donald.

This crazy bird is the aracuan.

He's meio maluco,

a very stupid fellow.

But tell me, Donald,

have you ever been to Baa?

- No, I haven't.

- No? Oh...

I am so sorry for you.

Ah, Baa.

It is like a song in my heart.

A song with love...

and beautiful memories.

I close my eyes,

and I can see it now.

I can see the beautiful twilight

in the sky.

I can feel the breeze

from the bay...

and I can hear the music,

the music of Baa.

When twilight is deep in the sky

Someone that I long to see

Keeps haunting my reverie

And so the loneliness

deep in my heart

Calls to you

Calls to you

I live in the memory of

Many dreams ago

When the stars were bright

And you were mine alone

My love for you cannot die

Though the oceans run dry

Or heaven falls from the sky

Now you're gone

Can't you hear my lonely call

Morena

Make my life complete again

How I pray for the day

When I'll see your smile

And my heart will beat again

When twilight is deep in the sky

Someone that I long to see

Keeps haunting my reverie

And so the loneliness

deep in my heart

Calls to you, calls to you

Ah, Baa.

Beautiful Baa.

Oh, forgive me, but have

you been to Baa, Donald?

- No.

- No? Well, let's go.

If you go to Baa, my friend...

you'll never return.

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