Thumbelina

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La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

If you follow your heart

Ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho

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!"

You're sure to do impossible things

Ha, ha! I love the sound of my voice!

When you follow your heart

When you follow

Your heart

I love great romances.

I myself am a swallow

of great passion.

These are stories about people

with impossible problems.

Samson loved Delilah.

Oh, that was really impossible.

Romeo et Juliet, oh, impossible.

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.

"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!

Hello, Mother.

I will call you "Thumbelina."

Thumbelina.

But can you imagine the troubles

for a little girl...

...no bigger than your thumb, hmm?

Who is the girl no bigger

Than a bumblebee?

Who is the angel

With a funny name?

We don't know where she's from

Or how she came to be

But happy was the day she came

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

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

Oh, a plum's so big

- A plum

And a fig's so big

And they call it a twig

But a twig's so big

It's a great big world

Thumbelina

That's me!

Now, here's a story

about the noble dog...

...who saved the king

from the wicked wizard.

Once upon a time--

- Oh, Mother, please.

Are there any stories

about little people?

Well, as a matter of fact

there are, Thumbelina. Look.

They are little, just like me.

But what are those?

They're wings, Thumbelina.

These are fairies, and fairies

have wings so they can fly.

Mother, have you ever seen a fairy?

Well, I thought I did once.

Really?

- Yes.

And here, the fairy prince

and princess are having a wedding.

And they live happily ever after.

Oh, usually, dear.

Hmm. I suppose it works best...

...if two people are

about the same size.

Yes, of course.

Yes....

Well, that's not fair.

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.

Bedtime, my dear.

It's been a long day.

You must go to sleep now.

Sleep tight.

Mother?

Mm-hm?

Would you please leave

the book open?

Of course, dear.

I wanna look

at the pictures while I go to sleep.

There.

Good night, Mother.

Good night, Thumbelina.

You take good care of her, Hero.

Hmm.

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