Good Luck, Bonne Chance

Come, look at the people here Dark shapes, under darker umbrellas Rushing about in the fog and the rain In Saint-Louis, where I come from There'd be no hurry, no worries And everything in color We've got colors 'ere! Not like there So the day my ship was due to sail I went into hiding Huh! But you'd get in trouble A place worth the trouble! Drums in the town square Everyone singing and so beautiful you'd risk anything to stay there I did I never wanted to leave Sara Crewe, yes you do You go to school, allah kai mu Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbye We'll meet again, no need for cry Sai wani lokaci Allah kwana mu (Allah kwana mu) What's that mean? May God bring good things to you Sara Crewe We must hurry to the square! Your father has laid on a wasa for you! A wasa? A big party A send-off with dancing and drummers I told her I wasn't going What's your story then? The boat is sinking? No! The problem is this, Victoria Our new queen? Yes! She has a ferocious appetite, she's a perfect monster Every evening, Queen Victoria demands to be supplied with a child to eat Sara! Girls if they can get them, for boys are not as sweet, nor half as clean Sara say, "her queen maybe eat her" Sara say, "she going to stay" Sara say the ocean will eat her, if the story better that way If the queen of London will meet her "Tell a story Sara," she say Sara Crewe (Sara Crewe) Good for you (Good for you) God save the queen, and Sara too (Sara too!) Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbye We'll meet again No need for cry Sai wani lokaci Allah kwana mu May God bring good things to you (May God bring good things to you) Sara Crewe! Aljana! Aljana is the woman who raised me Sara! What're you doing here? You must go to your father But Father sent me here To get me away from the... snakes on the boat! There are snakes? On the boat? Bush vipers, tree cobras, even a black mamba, gliding along with a third of its body off the ground Chin level to you Aljana! She is telling tales again mama The captain is looking for you Pasko, take her! But I didn't want to go with Pasko I didn't want to go at all! Sara Crewe (Sara Crewe) You're St. Louis' daughter Always welcome anywhere here But like any growing up daughter First you grow and then disappear (First you grow and then disappear) Endless as the wind on the water is the love we send with you, dear! Sara Crewe (Sara Crewe) Yes you do (Good for you) You go to school (Go to school) Allah kai mu Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbye We'll meet again No need for cry Sai wani lokaci Allah kwana mu May God bring good things to you! (May God bring good things to you) Sara Crewe! What're you doing Papa? Same as thing as everyone here Trying to say goodbye London's calling, rain is falling An hour at most to keep the grass green there Birds are singing, bells are ringing As if to boast your lost 'til you've been there Hansom cabs on pretty London Bridge See St. Paul's It's worth the pilgrimage It's calling you! Sara Crewe! Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbye We'll meet again No need for cry Sai wani lokaci (Cobbled streets and iron balustrades) Allah kwana mu (Chimney sweeps and well-dressed ladies' maids) May God bring good things to you! (It's calling you!) Good luck, bonne chance Ban kwana, goodbye We'll meet again No need for cry Sai wani lokaci Allah kwana mu May God bring good things to you! (May God bring good things to you) May God bring good things to you! (May God bring good things to you) Sara Crewe!