Original subtitles

( overture playing )

We are in sight of the towers of home

and your father's palace, Your Highness.

It hardly seems we have been gone an entire year.

I've sent messengers ahead to tell of your arrival.

I am dying of thirst.

Let us stop at that cottage.

( music playing )

What do you suppose is wrong with yon wench?

Doubtly she's overwhelmed

at the sight of Your Royal Highness.

In my present dusty and exhausted state,

I doubt that I could overwhelm anyone.

Aide: She is peering at us through the windows.

Come out, lass.

Prince: Come out, lass.

Come out. We will not harm you.

I dare not.

Why not?

No one is at home

and my stepmother will beat me

if I speak to anyone while she's away.

Where has she gone?

She has gone with my stepsisters into the town

to welcome the prince who's returning today

from fighting dragons and rescuing princesses and...

finding his true love.

Ahh. Is that what he was doing?

Now, would you be a kind lass

and fetch me a dipper of cool water

from your well before I die of thirst?

Oh, of course, sir.

And, uh, you need say nothing of it to your stepmother.

The poor slavey does not recognize Your Highness

and she is terrified of her stepmother.

But her kindness has overcome her fear.

Here you are, sir.

Thank you, lass.

More?

No. Thank you most kindly.

You are most kindly welcome, sir.

What is your name, lass?

I am called Cinderella.

Cinderella. Why are you called that?

Because I sit among the ashes.

- And why do you do that? - To warm my feet.

You see, sir, I sleep in the attic

where it is always cold.

Then why do you sleep in the attic?

The other rooms are occupied

by my stepmother and my stepsisters.

Where does your father sleep?

In Heaven.

Shall we go on, Your Highness?

Yes.

Good-bye, Cinderella.

( horse hooves departing )

G-good-bye...

Your Highness.

( horse hooves fading )

"Fighting dragons, rescuing princesses

"and finding his true love."

But I have not found my true love.

That is unfortunate, Your Highness.

It is not for lack of seeking, you will grant me that.

Perhaps Your Highness did not tarry long enough

with any of the princesses you rescued.

There was no need to tarry.

When she appears, I will know.

( music playing )

♪ I wake in the loneliness of sunrise ♪

♪ When the deep purple heaven turns blue ♪

♪ And start to pray ♪

♪ As I pray each day ♪

♪ That I'll hear some word from you ♪

♪ I lie in the loneliness of evening ♪

♪ Looking out on a silver-flaked sea ♪

♪ And ask the moon ♪

♪ Oh, how soon how soon ♪

♪ Will my love appear ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ I ask the moon ♪

♪ Oh, how soon how soon ♪

♪ Will my love appear ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ Will my love ♪

♪ Appear ♪

♪ To ♪

♪ Me ♪♪

Your Highness, we must go on.

Yes. Yes.

( crowd cheering )

( orchestral music playing )

- Cinderella. - Yes, ma'am.

Why are you sitting there dreaming?

- Have you made all the beds? - Yes, ma'am.

- Washed all the dishes? - Yes, ma'am.

- Polished all the silver? - Yes, ma'am.

- Scrubbed the floors? - Yes, ma'am.

- Finished the washing and ironing? - Yes, ma'am.

Well, couldn't you find anything else to do, child?

- No, ma'am. - Here. Take care of these things.

Oh, dear.

I'm exhausted.

But it has been a wonderful day.

Simply wonderful.

Oh, yes, it was so thrilling to see the prince return.

- He is so handsome. - And so gallant.

- And so polite. - How would you know?

Oh, I've heard it said.

Now, my daughters,

I want to talk to you.

Not you.

My own daughters.

Yes, ma'am.

Now that the prince has returned from his travels,

it'll be time for him to marry.

Esmerelda: I wonder who will be the lucky girl.

Prunella: Imagine marrying the prince.

Well, there's no reason why

it cannot be one of you.

Yes, why not?

Did you see the way he smiled and waved at me?

I was under the impression it was I he smiled and waved at.

You were always a little nearsighted.

- But I was never fat. - I am considered pleasingly plump!

And I have been told my eyes are dreamlike!

Now, now,

there is room for improvement in both of you.

You, Esmerelda,

simply must learn to stop batting your eyes.

It was quite all right up to the age of six.

I keep forgetting.

Watch it!

And you, Prunella--

- Yes, Mother? - Your knee creaks.

- I cannot help it, Mother. - Yes, you can.

Rub some unicorn oil into it.

Whoever hopes to marry the prince

must be perfect.

So upstairs, both of you, and work on yourselves.

Perhaps some day,

if you are lucky, Cinderella,

you too may catch a glimpse of the prince.

Oh, I hope so.

Did anyone call while we were away?

- Yes, ma'am. - Who was it?

Only a traveler who stopped for a dipper of water.

And you gave it to him?

Yes, ma'am.

I told you never to open that door while we were away!

He was so thirsty...

and his smile was so kind.

Go to your corner!

And stay there till you are called.

Yes, ma'am.

( orchestral music playing )

I don't mind staying in my corner.

I love sitting here.

♪ I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse ♪

♪ When I hear a command, I obey ♪

♪ But I know of a spot in my house ♪

♪ Where no one can stand ♪

♪ In my way ♪

♪ In my own little corner ♪

♪ In my own little chair ♪

♪ I can be whatever I want to be ♪

♪ On the wings of my fancy ♪

♪ I can fly anywhere ♪

♪ And the world will open its arms to me ♪

♪ I'm a young Norwegian princess ♪

♪ Or a milkmaid ♪

♪ I'm the greatest prima donna in the land ♪

♪ I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made ♪

♪ By her own flock of silkworms in Japan ♪

♪ I'm a girl men go mad for ♪

♪ Love's a game I can play ♪

♪ With a cool and confident kind of air ♪

♪ Just as long as I stay in my own little corner ♪

♪ All alone in my own little chair ♪

Stepmother: Cinderella, set the table.

At once, ma'am.

♪ I can be whatever I want to be ♪

♪ I'm a slave from Calcutta ♪

♪ I'm a queen in Peru ♪

♪ I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea ♪

♪ I'm a huntress on an African safari ♪

♪ It's a dangerous type of sport and yet it's fun ♪

♪ In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry ♪

♪ And I find I forgot to bring my gun ♪

♪ I am lost in the jungle ♪

♪ All alone and unarmed ♪

♪ When I meet a lioness in her lair ♪

♪ Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner ♪

♪ All alone in my own ♪

♪ Little chair ♪

Good morning, Son.

Good morning, Sire. Ma'am.

The Queen and I are happy to have you home again, my boy.

But we are disappointed that you have returned without a bride.

I am too, Father.

Well, you've had your fun, my boy.

Now you must do your duty.

Yes, Father.

You must marry, settle down and produce an heir

so that our royal line may continue.

I am ready to do my duty, Father, but whom shall I marry?

There's not one maiden in my kingdom

who wouldn't be happy to be your bride.

Many of them are very lovely.

We should give a ball, my dear,

and invite all the young ladies of fashion

so that you may make your choice.

- A splendid idea. - ( bell rings )

I would really rather wait until I fall in love.

- Love? - Yes, sir.

But we cannot leave a matter

of such importance to mere chance.

Your father is right, my dear.

It is quite possible that love will follow.

Perhaps.

Your majesty?

The prince is giving a ball.

♪♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

All: ♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ His Royal Highness ♪

♪ Christopher Rupert Windimere Vladimir ♪

♪ Earl Alexander ♪

♪ Francois Reginald ♪

- ♪ Lancelot Herman ♪ - Herman?

Herman. ♪ Gregory James ♪

♪ Is giving a ball ♪

All: ♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ Our daughter's looking dreamy-eyed ♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ They say he wants to find a bride ♪

♪ He may find one at the ball ♪

♪ If only he'd propose to me ♪

♪ I pray that he'll propose to me ♪

♪ Why shouldn't he propose to me? ♪

♪ I'll wear a gown of satin jade ♪

♪ And me, I'll be in a pink brocade ♪

♪ And me, I'm in the seventh grade ♪

All: ♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ His Royal Highness ♪

♪ Christopher Rupert ♪

♪ Son of Her Majesty ♪

♪ Queen Constantina ♪

♪ Charlotte Ermantrue ♪

♪ Guinevere Maisey ♪

- Maisey?! - Maisey!

♪ Marguerite Ann ♪

♪ Is giving a ball ♪

All: ♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ I wish I were a neater girl ♪

♪ I wish I'd been a sweeter girl ♪

♪ I wish I were a younger girl ♪

♪ I wish I were an older girl ♪

All: ♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ His Royal Highness ♪

♪ Christopher Rupert ♪

♪ Son of His Majesty ♪

♪ King Maximilian ♪

♪ Godfrey Ladislaus ♪

- ♪ Leopold Sidney ♪ - Townspeople: Sidney?

Sidney. ♪ Frederick John ♪

♪ Is giving a ball ♪

( orchestral music playing )

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ The prince is giving a ball ♪

♪ The prince ♪

♪ Is giving a ball ♪♪

Hurry, girls! Hurry!

Or we shall be late for the ball.

Cinderella, hurry with those things.

What on earth is keeping you up there?

- Coming! Coming! - Hurry! Hurry!

Your mirror.

Your fan.

Your gloves.

Now, girls, attention.

Esmerelda, let me see you curtsy to the prince.

Awkward. Awkward.

You looked as though you were toppling over.

I told you to practice morning, noon and night.

I did.

Well, at least I hope you prepared

some fascinating opening remark for the prince.

Something that will attract his attention

and make a striking first impression.

- Yes, ma'am, I have. - What is it?

Very nice weather we're having

for this time of year, Your Highness.

Oh, good heavens.

Can you not think of something more interesting than that?

Something more personal? Work on it.

- Yes, ma'am. - And stop batting your eyes.

Yes, ma'am.

Now...

Prunella...

let me see you curtsy to the prince.

( creaking )

What was that noise?

Is your knee still creaking?

I told you to rub some unicorn oil into it.

I did.

Well, I hope it will not be heard

above the music at the ball.

What fascinating opening remark

for the prince have you prepared?

( clears throat )

Your Highness looks in tolerable good health.

Your Highness--

good heavens, no.

Of course His Highness is in tolerable good health.

His Highness is in perfect health.

Is that the best you can do?

Something personal, you said.

But not so obvious, not so banal.

Think of something else. Please do.

Cinderella...

If you were going to meet the prince,

what fascinating opening remark

would you make?

Please, Your Highness,

I would like to be your bride.

( all scoffing, giggling )

Ridiculous.

( knocking )

The carriage waits.

The carriage waits.

Oh, I wish I were going, too.

Oh, my. Imagine Cinderella at the ball.

With her smudged face and tattered dress.

Stepmother: I must say, it is an absurd thought.

( all laughing )

Now, girls, compose your faces.

We must be off.

Cinderella...

the flowers.

( orchestral music playing )

- Coachman: Giddap! - ( carriage clattering )

( orchestral music playing )

♪ In my own little corner ♪

♪ In my own little chair ♪

♪ I can be whatever I want to be ♪

♪ On the wings of my fancy ♪

♪ I can fly anywhere ♪

♪ And the world ♪

♪ Will open its arms to me ♪

♪ I am in the royal palace of all places ♪

♪ I am chatting with the prince and king and queen ♪

♪ And the color on my two stepsisters' faces ♪

♪ Is a queer sort of sour-apple green ♪

♪ I am coy and flirtatious ♪

♪ When alone with the prince ♪

Oh, lie, Your Highness.

You shouldn't say such things.

♪ I'm the belle of the ball ♪

♪ In my own little corner ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ In my own ♪

♪ Little ♪

♪ Chair ♪♪

( sobbing )

( sighs )

Who are you?

I'm your fairy godmother.

Oh!

How beautiful you are.

I am made of all your most beautiful

dreams and hopes and wishes.

Oh, Fairy Godmother,

I have only one wish just now.

- To go to the ball? - Yes.

And that's why you were weeping?

Yes.

Because I know it is impossible.

Impossible?

Bah. What's a fairy godmother for?

To make my wish come true?

If you wish it hard enough.

Oh, Fairy Godmother, I am wishing it

so very, very hard that if all the wishes

of all the girls who ever wanted to go to a ball

turned into one big wish,

it would not be any harder than my wish.

That's hard enough.

Now...

you will need a coach,

four horses, a coachman and a groom.

But is it possible

to get those things by wishing for them?

Well, the sensible people of the world will say...

♪ Fal-der-al and fiddle-dee-dee ♪

♪ And fiddle-dee faddle-dee fuddle ♪

♪ All the wishes in the world are poppycock and twaddle ♪

- Aren't they? - Not always.

The sensible people will also say...

♪ Fal-der-al and fiddle-dee-dee ♪

♪ And fiddle-dee faddle-dee foodle ♪

♪ All the dreamers in the world are dizzy in the noodle ♪♪

And aren't they?

Not always.

Especially if there's someone who loves you to help you.

Dear, dear Fairy Godmother,

is that you?

What's a fairy godmother for?

Now, to work.

For a coach...

I believe I noticed a pumpkin in your garden.

That will do very nicely.

A pumpkin?

Ah, I see you have four pet mice in a cage.

They'll do very nicely for the horses.

Mice? For horses?

Let's take them out to the garden, shall we?

Yes, Fairy Godmother.

Come.

Put them by the pumpkin.

Now, we still need a coachman and a groom.

Let me see...

ooh!

There's something peering at us

out from under that shrub.

( giggles )

It's a fine, fat rat

with whiskers and his brother.

They'll do very nicely

for the coachman and the groom.

Oh, dear Fairy Godmother,

it all seems so impossible.

♪ Impossible ♪

♪ For a plain yellow pumpkin ♪

♪ To become a golden carriage ♪

♪ Impossible ♪

♪ For a plain country bumpkin ♪

♪ And a prince to join in marriage ♪

♪ And four white mice will never be four white horses ♪

♪ Such fal-der-al and fiddle-dee-dee of courses ♪

♪ Impossible ♪

♪ But the world is full of zanies and fools ♪

♪ Who don't believe in sensible rules ♪

♪ And won't believe what sensible people say ♪

♪ And because these daft and dewy-eyed dopes ♪

♪ Keep building up impossible hopes ♪

♪ Impossible things are happening every day ♪

- Impossible. - Impossible.

- Impossible. - Impossible.

And remember how very, very hard I am wishing.

♪ Impossible ♪

♪ For a plain yellow pumpkin ♪

♪ To become a golden carriage ♪

♪ Impossible ♪

♪ For a plain country bumpkin ♪

♪ And a prince to join in marriage ♪

♪ And four white mice will never be four white horses ♪

They will!

♪ Such fal-der-al and fiddle-dee-dee of courses ♪

♪ Impossible ♪

♪ But the world is full of zanies and fools ♪

♪ Who don't believe in sensible rules ♪

♪ And won't believe what sensible people say ♪

Together: ♪ And because these daft and dewy-eyed dopes ♪

♪ Keep building up impossible hopes ♪

♪ Impossible things are happening every day ♪

( orchestral music playing )

Oh!

Oh! Oh!

You are going to the ball.

Oh!

Oh!

Well, what's the matter, dear child?

Would you like more horses?

Another groom? A larger carriage?

No, Fairy Godmother.

These are ever so much grander

than I could ever have wished for.

But my clothes...

Oh, dear, of course. How thoughtless of me.

Turn around.

Oh!

Fairy Godmother, how beautiful.

And here are your slippers.

Oh!

They're made of glass.

They fit perfectly.

Now you are ready for the ball.

But there is one thing you must remember.

You must leave before the stroke of midnight

for the magic will last no longer.

At 12:00, your horses will turn back into mice,

your coach back into a pumpkin,

your coachman and groom into a fat rat with whiskers and his brother...

and your own dress into rags.

I will remember.

And, oh, dear Fairy Godmother--

she's gone.

( orchestral music playing )

♪ It's possible ♪

♪ For a plain yellow pumpkin ♪

♪ To become a golden carriage ♪

♪ It's possible ♪

♪ For a plain country bumpkin ♪

♪ And a prince to join in marriage ♪

Fairy Godmother: ♪ And four white mice are easily turned to horses ♪

♪ Such fal-der-al and fiddle-dee-dee of courses ♪

♪ Quite possible ♪

Together: ♪ It's possible ♪

♪ For the world is full of zanies and fools ♪

♪ Who don't believe in sensible rules ♪

♪ And won't believe what sensible people say ♪

Together: ♪ And because these daft and dewy-eyed dopes ♪

♪ Keep building up impossible hopes ♪

♪ Impossible things are happening every day ♪

♪ It's possible ♪

♪ It's possible ♪

♪ It's possible ♪

♪ It's possible ♪

♪ It's possible ♪

♪ It's possible ♪

Together: ♪ It's possible ♪♪

( trumpet fanfare )

( ballroom music playing )

( no audible dialogue )

Tell me about your travels, Your Highness.

Oh, there isn't much to tell.

I slew a few dragons, rescued a few princesses,

outwitted a few magicians.

Usual thing.

( no audible dialogue )

Your Highness.

Have you something in your eye?

No, Your Highness.

Oh.

( laughs nervously )

- Your Highness. - Yes?

May I say something personal?

Yes.

Your Highness, I think--

You think.

I think, personally--

Personally, yes?

Oh...uh...

very nice weather we're having for this time of year.

You really should not make

such very personal remarks, you know.

Oh, dear.

Forgive me, Your Highness.

My mother told me to say something personal to you.

I shall send you back to your mother for further instruction.

I'm pleased to see the ball is such a success, my dear.

It is indeed, my dear,

with everyone, except the prince.

Except the prince?

He does not seem to be enjoying himself very much.

Why not?

With all the fairest young maidens of my kingdom here,

he has only to choose among them.

Ah, there is the rub.

If only he did not have to choose.

When I was his age, my dear--

When you were his age, you had the remarkably good taste

to fall in love with me.

You are right, my dear.

And I trust he will have equally good sense.

Thank you, my dear.

Uh--

uh...

Your Highness.

Yes?

Uh-- uh--

Are you preparing to say something

or are you just clearing your throat?

I'm preparing to say something,

Your Highness, something personal.

I have already been told about the weather.

That was my sister.

Ah, yes. And what personal remark do you wish to make?

You look in tolerable good health, Your Highness.

That is quite personal.

Oh, forgive me, Your Highness, ( creaking )

( creaking ) but you see, my mother--

- Do you hear a strange sound? - ( creaking )

No, Your Highness.

- Something is creaking. - ( creaking )

( laughs )

Oh, la! ( creaking )

It-it's, uh-- it's only my knee.

Your Highness.

Could you possibly creak in time to the music?

( creaking )

I have no control over it.

I shall omit the next four or five sets. I am fatigued.

Yes, Your Highness.

( creaks )

Your Highness.

Madam.

May I say, Your Highness,

that I've never seen a finer-looking couple

than Your Highness and that young lady you were just dancing with.

Which young lady is that?

My daughter Prunella.

Ah, yes.

May I say, Your Highness,

that she's been brought up with no expense spared,

having received instruction in etiquette,

lawn croquet, heraldry,

and pomp and circumstance.

Ah, yes. I noticed the pomp.

Oh, did you really?

But, madam, she has a circumstance that I cannot abide.

What is that, Your Highness?

She creaks.

Your Highness.

Madam.

My other daughter.

Which one is that?

Esmerelda.

Ah, yes.

She bats her eyes.

Well!

There's simply no pleasing that prince.

( fanfare )

( ballroom music in distance )

Coachman: Cinderella.

Remember what your fairy godmother said.

You must leave before the stroke of midnight.

I will remember.

Why have you left the dance, my boy?

I am fatigued.

Fatigued? At your age?

I am certain it is not the dance that has fatigued him, my dear.

That is the truth, Mother. I am discouraged.

Discouraged?

With all the fairest young maidens of my kingdom here?

It would not be so bad if I saw them as fair young maidens.

How else do you see them?

As contenders for a prize.

And I am the prize.

( fanfare )

Who is she?

I do not know.

My, she is beautiful.

Carries herself well.

Do you not think so, dear?

Dear!

( music playing )

Who on earth is she?

I never saw her before.

The prince has a foolish expression on his face.

He never looked that way when he danced with me.

No.

Thank you most kindly for the dance.

You are most kindly welcome, Your Highness.

I have a strange feeling that we have met before,

That I have heard your voice before.

Is that possible?

It's possible.

Yes, everything is possible tonight.

Everything is different.

Everything has changed since you came.

I have never felt this way before.

Nor I.

♪ Ten minutes ago I saw you ♪

♪ I looked up when you came through the door ♪

♪ My head started reeling you gave me the feeling ♪

♪ The room had no ceiling or floor ♪

♪ Ten minutes ago I met you ♪

♪ And we murmured our "How do you do's" ♪

♪ I wanted to ring out the bells ♪

♪ And fling out my arms and to sing out the news ♪

♪ I have found her she's an angel ♪

♪ With the dust of the stars in her eyes ♪

♪ We are dancing ♪

♪ We are flying ♪

♪ And she's taking me back to the skies ♪

♪ In the arms of my love I'm flying ♪

♪ Over mountain and meadow and glen ♪

♪ And I like it so well that for all I can tell ♪

♪ I may never come down again ♪

♪ I may never come down to earth again ♪

♪ Ten minutes ago I saw you ♪

♪ You looked up when I came through the door ♪

♪ My head started reeling you gave me the feeling ♪

♪ The room had no ceiling or floor ♪

♪ Ten minutes ago I met you ♪

♪ And we murmured our "How do you do's" ♪

♪ I wanted to ring out the bells ♪

♪ And fling out my arms and to sing out the news ♪

♪ I have found her ♪

♪ I have found him ♪

♪ He's the light of the stars in my eyes ♪

♪ We are dancing ♪

♪ We are flying ♪

♪ And she's taking me back to the skies ♪

♪ In the arms of my love I'm flying ♪

♪ Over mountain and meadow and glen ♪

♪ And I like it so well that for all I can tell ♪

♪ I may never come back again ♪

♪ I may never come down to earth again ♪♪

( music fades )

( music playing )

♪ Why would a fellow want a girl like her ♪

♪ A frail and fluffy beauty ♪

♪ Why can't a fellow ever once prefer ♪

♪ A solid girl like me ♪

♪ She's a frothy little bubble ♪

♪ With a flimsy kind of charm ♪

♪ And with very little trouble ♪

♪ I could break her little arm ♪

♪ Oh, oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her ♪

♪ So obviously unusual ♪

♪ Why can't a fellow ever once prefer ♪

♪ A usual girl like me ♪

♪ Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink ♪

♪ But not any pinker than a rose is ♪

♪ Her skin may be delicate and soft ♪

♪ But not any softer than a doe's is ♪

♪ Her neck is no wider than a swan's ♪

♪ She's only as dainty as a daisy ♪

♪ She's only as graceful as a bird ♪

♪ So why is the fellow going crazy ♪

♪ Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her ♪

♪ A girl who's merely lovely ♪

♪ Why can't a fellow ever once prefer ♪

♪ A girl who's merely me ♪

♪ She's a frothy little bubble ♪

♪ With a frilly sort of leer ♪

♪ And with very little trouble ♪

♪ I could pull out all her hair ♪

♪ Oh, oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her ♪

♪ A girl who's merely lovely ♪

♪ Why can't a fellow ever once prefer ♪

♪ A girl who's merely me ♪

♪ What's the matter with the man ♪

♪ What's the matter with the man ♪

♪ What's the matter with the man ♪♪

Where is the prince?

Dancing somewhere, I'm sure.

Probably on air.

I thought he was fatigued.

- Not any longer. - Ah.

- Do you think-- - I am certain.

Well, well! Splendid! Splendid!

I think this calls for a celebration.

May I have this dance, my dear?

I was wondering when you were ever going to ask me,

Your Majesty.

♪♪

♪ Ten minutes ago I saw you ♪

♪ I looked up when you came through the door ♪

♪ My head started reeling you gave me the feeling ♪

♪ The room had no ceiling or floor ♪

♪ Ten minutes ago I met you ♪

♪ And we murmured our "How do you do's" ♪

♪ I wanted to ring out the bells ♪

♪ And fling out my arms and to sing out the news ♪

♪ I have found her ♪

♪ She's an angel ♪

♪ With the dust of the stars in her eyes ♪

♪ We are dancing ♪

♪ We are flying ♪

♪ And she's taking me back to the skies ♪

♪ In the arms of my love I'm flying ♪

♪ Over mountain and meadow and glen ♪

♪ And I like it so well that for all I can tell ♪

♪ I may never come down again ♪

♪ I may never come down to earth ♪

♪ Again ♪♪

( clock chiming )

What was that?

Only the clock in the tower.

I must go.

But you have just arrived.

Or is it ages ago that you came?

It seems like a moment ago...

and forever ago.

Are you really here...

or are you a figure of enchantment?

Is this really happening or are we in a dream?

If it is enchantment, I hope it is forever.

If it is a dream,

I wish never to awaken.

If it is not enchantment or a dream,

then why do I feel as I do?

♪ Do I love you because you're beautiful ♪

♪ Or are you beautiful ♪

♪ Because I love you ♪

♪ Am I making believe I see in you ♪

♪ A girl too lovely to ♪

♪ Be really true ♪

♪ Do I want you because you're wonderful ♪

♪ Or are you wonderful ♪

♪ Because I want you ♪

♪ Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream ♪

♪ Or are you really as beautiful ♪

♪ As you seem ♪

I cannot believe this is happening to me,

that I am here with you...

and that you love me.

♪ Am I making believe I see in you ♪

♪ A man too perfect to ♪

♪ Be really true ♪

♪ Do I want you because you're wonderful ♪

♪ Or are you wonderful ♪

♪ Because I want you ♪

♪ Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream ♪

♪ Or are you really as wonderful ♪

♪ As you seem ♪♪

( clock striking )

Oh! I must go!

I must go at once!

No! Wait! Stop!

I don't even know your name!

Oh!

Prince: ♪ Ten minutes ago I met you ♪

♪ And we murmured our "How do you do's" ♪

♪ I wanted to ring out the bells ♪

♪ And fling out my arms and to sing out the news ♪

♪ I have found her ♪

♪ She's an angel ♪

♪ With the dust of the stars in her eyes ♪

♪ We are dancing ♪♪

Man: Whoa!

( carriage approaching )

Well, I must say,

I'm very glad to be home again

where I can rest my feet.

Ohh!

Good heavens, Cinderella!

Have you been sitting in the fireplace all night long?

Why have you not gone up to bed?

I was not sleepy.

Not sleepy? Why not?

Do you realize it's almost dawn?

How do you expect to get your work done without any sleep?

I am not tired.

What on earth have you been doing there all night?

I was dreaming.

Dreaming? Of what?

Of the ball.

Of the ball. ( laughing )

What was it like?

Grander than any dreams you could possibly have.

Don't you agree, girls?

Well, yes, it was grand enough,

but I had hardly begun to dance with the prince

when he changed partners.

The same thing happened to me.

What was he like?

- Dashing. - Romantic.

Yes, that is how I saw him.

- Saw him? - At the ball...

in my imagination.

You cannot possibly imagine it.

But I can.

I can imagine the whole thing.

How it feels to be wearing the most beautiful dress

you have ever worn in your life.

To look like a princess...

and to be on your way at last to the ball.

I imagine-- I imagine--

♪ When you're driving through the moonlight on a highway ♪

♪ When you're driving through the moonlight to a dance ♪

♪ You are breathless with a wild anticipation ♪

♪ Of adventure and excitement and romance ♪

♪ Then at last you see the towers of the palace ♪

♪ Silhouetted on the sky above the park ♪

♪ And below them is a row of lighted windows ♪

♪ Like a lovely diamond necklace in the dark ♪

♪ It looks that way ♪

♪ The way you say ♪

♪ She talks as if she knows ♪

♪ I do not know these things are so ♪

♪ I only just suppose ♪

♪ I suppose that when you come into the ballroom ♪

♪ And the room itself is floating in the air ♪

♪ You're suddenly confronted by his highness ♪

♪ You are frozen like a statue on the stair ♪

♪ You're afraid he'll hear the way your heart is beating ♪

♪ And you know you mustn't make the first advance ♪

♪ You are seriously thinking of retreating ♪

♪ Then you seem to hear him asking you to dance ♪

♪ You make a bow a timid bow ♪

♪ And shyly answer yes ♪

♪ How would you know that this is so ♪

♪ I do no more than guess ♪

♪ I do no more than guess ♪

I think I can picture such a man.

- He is tall-- - And straight as a lance.

- His eyes-- - Can melt you with a glance.

Yes! I can picture the whole thing.

How you start thinking--

Start thinking what?

Thinking how wonderful it all is.

How wonderful what all is?

- Everything! - Oh, yes!

Oh, enough of this nonsense!

Upstairs with both of you and get some sleep.

Here! You get to work!

♪ A lovely night ♪

♪ A lovely night ♪

♪ A finer night you know you'll never see ♪

♪ You meet your prince ♪

♪ A charming prince ♪

♪ As charming as a prince will ever be ♪

♪ The stars in a hazy heaven ♪

♪ Tremble above you ♪

♪ While he's whispering ♪

♪ Darling, I love you ♪

♪ You say good-bye ♪

♪ Away you fly ♪

♪ But on your lips you'll keep a kiss ♪

♪ All your life you'll dream of this ♪

♪ Lovely ♪

♪ Lovely night ♪

♪ A lovely night ♪

♪ A lovely night ♪

♪ A finer night you know you'll never see ♪

♪ You meet your prince ♪

♪ A charming prince ♪

♪ As charming as a prince will ever be ♪

♪ The stars in a hazy heaven ♪

♪ Tremble above you ♪

♪ While he is whispering ♪

♪ Darling, I love you ♪

♪ You say good-bye ♪

♪ Away you fly ♪

♪ But on your lips you'll keep a kiss ♪

♪ All your life you'll dream of this ♪

♪ Lovely ♪

♪ Lovely night ♪

♪ You say good-bye ♪

♪ Away you fly ♪

♪ But on your lips you'll keep a kiss ♪

♪ All your life you'll dream of this ♪

♪ Lovely ♪

♪ Lovely ♪

♪ Lovely night ♪♪

This is all I found.

There was no other trace of her.

Perhaps it's just as well.

What makes you say that, Father?

A young lady given to sudden

mysterious appearances and disappearances...

seems to lack the first qualification for a queen.

And what is that, my dear?

She should not disappear into thin air.

Oh, I am certain, once married,

she would settle down.

May not be possible. Perhaps she's bewitched.

I know only that she has bewitched me

and that I must find her.

You may be searching for someone

who does not exist, my boy.

You may be in love with a dream.

♪ Do I love you because you're beautiful ♪

Or is she beautiful because you love her?

♪ Am I making believe I see in you ♪

♪ A girl too lovely to ♪

♪ Be really true ♪

♪ Do I want you because you're wonderful ♪

Or is she wonderful because you want her?

♪ Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream ♪

♪ Or are you really as beautiful ♪

♪ As you seem ♪

Cinderella: ♪ Do I want you because you're wonderful ♪

♪ Or are you wonderful ♪

♪ Because I want you ♪

♪ Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream ♪

♪ Or are you really as wonderful ♪

♪ As you seem ♪♪

From one end of the kingdom to the other,

I shall seek my bride.

The sun is setting, Your Highness.

We have tried the glass slipper

on the feet of countless maidens.

It is time to rest for another day.

I cannot rest until I find her.

There is another cottage in the distance.

He's approaching! Oh!

Oh! Oh, the prince is coming! Oh!

Cinderella, go out and tend the garden!

- Now? - At once!

We cannot have you here dusting when the prince arrives.

- I thought I might-- - You thought what?

I thought I might get a glimpse of him.

This is a most important occasion.

We must make the best possible impression on the prince.

Now go! And keep out of sight!

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, I'm so excited! How do I look?

And I'm so nervous! What shall I say? What shall I do?

Just get your foot in the slipper! That's all!

( trumpet fanfare )

He is here!

Oh! Oh!

You.

- Ooh! - Push!

Next.

( chuckling )

( grunting, laughing )

Ow! My poor feet!

Oh!

Are there any other young maidens in the house?

No.

- Cinderella? - Oh, Fairy Godmother.

Why are you weeping now?

The prince is going,

and I will never see him again.

But he's traveled far

and he is sad and weary...

- and-- - and thirsty.

At least I can offer him

a dipper of cool water from the well.

That would be a great kindness.

Oh, yes, Fairy Godmother!

Yes! Yes! Thank you, dear Fairy Godmother!

Your highness! Your highness!

What is it, miss?

You have traveled far.

You are sad and weary and thirsty.

Here is a dipper of cool water from the well.

Thank you, lass.

More?

No. Thank you most kindly.

You are most kindly welcome, Your Highness.

We have spoken these words before.

Yes, Your Highness.

Not only here, but in a moonlit garden.

Yes, Your Highness.

Cinderella! What are you doing?

Silence!

The slipper.

♪ Impossible ♪

♪ Things are happening every day ♪♪

♪ Do I love you because you're beautiful ♪

♪ Or are you beautiful ♪

♪ Because I love you ♪

♪ Am I making believe I see in you ♪

♪ A girl too lovely to ♪

♪ Be really true ♪

♪ Do I want you because you're wonderful ♪

♪ Or are you wonderful ♪

♪ Because I want you ♪

♪ Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream ♪

♪ Or are you really as beautiful ♪

♪ As you seem ♪

♪ Oh, ahh ♪♪