Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Depp
Johnny Depp
Vocals
Helena Bonham Carter
Helena Bonham Carter
Vocals
Jamie Campbell Bower
Jamie Campbell Bower
Performer
Jayne Wisener
Jayne Wisener
Performer
Laura Michelle Kelly
Laura Michelle Kelly
Vocals
Alan Rickman
Alan Rickman
Vocals
Paul Gemignani
Paul Gemignani
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Sundheim
Stephen Sundheim
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Hurwitz
Robert Hurwitz
Executive Producer
Tim Burton
Tim Burton
Executive Producer
Robert C. Ludwig
Robert C. Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Mike Highman
Mike Highman
Producer
Geoff Foster
Geoff Foster
Recording Engineer
Jake Jackson
Jake Jackson
Recording Engineer

Letras

Toby! Where are you, love? Where is he? Nothing's gonna harm you Not while I'm around Toby? Toby? Nothing's gonna harm you, darlin' Not while I'm around Toby? Mister Todd! You wait for him here I'll return with the coach in less than half an hour Don't worry, no one will recognize you, you're safe now Safe? So we run away and then all our dreams come true? I hope so I've never had dreams, only nightmares Johanna, when we're free of this place, all the ghosts will go away No, Anthony, they never go away I'll be right back to you, half an hour and we'll be free Beadle, Beadle! No good hidin', I saw you! Are you in there still? Beadle, Beadle! Beadle, dear, Beadle Beadle-deedle-deedle-deedle-deedle-dumpling Beadle, dumpling, Be-deedle-deedle-deedle-deedle Deedle-deedle-deedle-deedle-deedle-deedle-deedle! Who are you? What are you doing here? Evil this is, sir, the stink of evil from below, from her! She's the devil's wife, beware her, sir She with no pity in her heart." Hey, don't I know you, mister? Mr. Todd? Where is she? Below, your honor with my neighbour Thank heavens, the sailor did not molest her Thank heavens too, she has seen the error of her ways She has? Oh yes, your lesson was well learned She speaks only of you, longing for forgiveness Then she shall have it She'll be here soon, you say? Yes Excellent, my friend How 'bout a shave? Sit, sir, sit Ah, pretty women (pretty women, yes) Johanna, Johanna (pretty women) Pretty women (what we do for women!) Pretty women Blowing out their candles (blowing out their candles) Or combing out their hair (combing out their hair) Then they leave (even when they) Even when they leave you and vanish (leave) They somehow can still remain (they still are there) There with you (there, there) There How seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit With fellow tastes, in women, at least What's that? The years no doubt have changed me, sir But then, I suppose, the face of a barber The face of a prisoner in the dock Is not particularly memorable Benjamin Barker! Benjamin Barker! Rest now, my friend Rest now, forever Sleep now the untroubled sleep of the angels "Don't I know you?", she said You knew she lived I was only thinkin' of you! You lied to me No, no, not lied at all No, I never lied! (Lucy) Said she took the poison, she did Never said that she died, poor thing! (I've come home again) She lived but it left her weak in the head All she did for months was just lie there in bed Should've been in a hospital, wound up in Bedlam instead (Lucy) Poor thing! (Oh, my God) Better you should think she was dead Yes, I lied 'cause I love you I'd be twice the wife she was! (Lucy) I love you! (What have I done?) Could that thing have cared for you like me? Mrs. Lovett, you're a bloody wonder Eminently practical and yet appropriate as always As you've said repeatedly There's little point in dwelling on the past! (Do you mean it?) Now come here, my love (everything I did, I swear I thought was only for the best) Not a thing to fear, my love (Believe me!) What's dead, is dead! (Can we still be married?) The history of the world, my pet Oh, Mr. Todd, oh, Mr. Todd, leave it to me Is learn forgiveness and try to forget By the sea, Mr. Todd, we'll be comfy-cosy By the sea, Mr. Todd, where there's no one nosy And life is for the alive, my dear So let's keep living it Just keep living it! Really living it There was a barber and his wife And she was beautiful A foolish barber and his wife She was his reason and his life And she was beautiful And she was virtuous And he was
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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