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No. 9 - Finale Act I
| Alejandro: | The girl with the yellow roses, Illustrious Señor, is queen of the isle, By right of her smile, The lady we adore. And anyone who proposes To sue for her lovely hand Must venture to vie with rich and with high, The choice of the Cuban land, Must venture to vie with rich and high, The choice, the choice of the Cuban land. |
| Jackson: | The girl with the yellow roses, So that's the girl I met. I thought her at best no more than the rest, A commonplace coquette, But if any girl supposes She'll fool me and then go free, She'll find before long that she has been wrong, She'll never be done with me. She'll find before long she has been wrong, She'll not, she'll never be done with me. |
| Both: | She is the pearl of Cuba As Cuba's the pearl of the seas, A king might lay down his sceptre and crown Just to look in such eyes, in such eyes, such as these! We love our Queen of Cuba, Our fairest Princess and pearl, Our highest bliss would be just one kiss From the lips of our Cuban girl, Our highest bliss would be just one kiss From the lips of our Cuban girl. |
| Girls: | No more work we say! Feasting, fun and play! Señorita Consuelita gives us holiday, Olà! Put cigars away, Cigarettes and plenty of aguardiente, 'Tis our holiday. |
| Men: | No more work we say! Feasting, fun and play! Shut the store up, Lock the door up, We've a holiday, Olà! Now let ev'ry man go Dancing the fandango! All of us be gay For her betrothal day! |
| Chorus: | Ring little bells on top the steeple, Tell our news to all people! Merrily ringing, Chime to our singing, And dance the hours away! For this is a day above all others When all men are brothers, all men are brothers, We must be happy today! |
| Men: | So ring out bells on top of the steeple, Telling to all the people! |
| Girls: | So ring out bells on top of the steeple, This is our holiday! |
| All: | And may our Señorita till life-time closes For ever have only roses Strewn upon her way! Then dance till the stars are dancing o'er us, Chiming a happy bridal chorus, Dance like any gay Gitana, Pretty little ladies of Havana! Oh! splendid! Feast till the day and night be ended, All will be glad in Havana today! |
| Consuelo: | Gracias, girls, Thank you, friends! All be glad till the daylight ends, till the daylight ends! I invite you one and all To the evening's festival. So be happy while you may, happy while you may, It is my gay holiday! |
| Men: | Señorita, Señorita let us pay Our compliments to you upon your bright betrothal day, Ah, lady fair, lady fair, We thank you much, and we will all be there! |
| Consuelo: | 'Tis my betrothal day! La la la la la la la la la la la la la la! Accept my invitation La la la la la la! Come with congratulation! 'Tis the best honour you can pay For my gallant fiancé today! |
| Ensemble: | Reina d'amor that we adore, What happiness above His who has the luck to win you love And hear your vow. He is near to you, dear to you now! With gladness gay We hail this day! As we greet you, we entreat you, And implore for one thing more? So grant the grace for which all of us long! Won't you sing for us one little song? |
| Consuelo: | Cabalero ingles, your wooing is vain. You cannot win for your love a lady of Spain! So go and look for another girl to woo. I am not the maiden for you. |
| Tenors: | Oh, Cabalero ingles, your wooing is vain. You never will win for your love a lady of Spain! So go and look for another girl to woo. For she is not the maiden for you. |
| Girls: | That's the song to sing and the word to say, |
| Men: | What a happy pair, Their happiness we'll share, For we'll all be there! To see them plighted. |
| Girls: | And you will be true as the sun above... |
| Men: | To the festal fare We all have been invited. We'll all be there! To greet Consuelo! The good and the fair, Consuelo, Then welcome the two And may ever after Their bridal be true In love and in laughter, In love and in laughter, ever after! For our dear Señorita Is giving her hand To a son of Cuba's land! |
| Consuelo: | I'm a Cuban girl From the island Pearl That's the fairest gem that smiles In the glittering coronet of isles. |
| Girls: | She's a Cuban girl of the golden West With its beauty in her heart. Its blossom on her curl, she is a Cuban, With blossom on her curl, a Cuban girl. |
| Consuelo: | I'm a girl from the fair island pearl that's the fairest of gems in the glittering crown of the isles, I'm a Cuban girl, From the island Pearl It's the fairest gem of the west in the land of the Cuban. |
| Ensemble: | She's the land that's best It's the land of the golden West In the glittering Cuba Queen of the isles, and the fairest of all we love! |
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Page modified 11 December 2016