Prelude: The Ballad of Sweeney Todd: "Attend the Tale of Sweeney Todd" - Len Cariou , Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street Original Broadway Cast Ensemble перевод на немецкий

Prelude: The Ballad of Sweeney Todd: "Attend the Tale of Sweeney Todd"

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd
His skin was pale and his eye was odd
He shaved the faces of gentlemen
Who never thereafter were heard of again
He trod a path that few have trod
Did Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet Street

He kept a shop in London Town
Of fancy clients and good renown
And what if none of their souls were saved?
They went to their maker impeccably shaved
By Sweeney
By Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet Street

Swing your razor wide, Sweeney!
Hold it to the skies!
Freely flows the blood of those who moralize!

His needs were few, his room was bare:
A lavabo and a fancy chair
A mug of suds and a leather strop
An apron, a towel, a pail and a mop
For neatness he deserved a nod
Did Sweeney Todd

The demon barber of Fleet Street.

Inconspicuous, Sweeney was
Quick and quiet and clean, he was
Back of his smile, under his word
Sweeney heard music that nobody heard

Sweeney pondered and Sweeney planned
Like a perfect machine, he planned
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle

Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd
He served a dark and a vengeful god
What happened then, well, that's the play
And he wouldn't want us to give it away
Not Sweeney
Not Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet Street

Vorspiel: Die Ballade von Sweeney Todd: "Hören Sie die Geschichte von Sweeney Todd"

Hören Sie die Geschichte von Sweeney Todd
Seine Haut war blass, sein Auge sonderbar
Er rasierte der Herren Angesicht
Von denen man verloren jedes Spür
Er ging den Weg, den wenige betrat'n
Tat Sweeney Todd
Der Dämonen-Barbier der Fleet Street

Er führte einen Laden in London Town
Mit feinen Klienten, gutem Ruf
Und wenn keine Seele dort Erlösung fand?
Gingen sie zu Gott makellos rasiert
Durch Sweeney
Durch Sweeney Todd
Der Dämonen-Barbier der Fleet Street

Schwing dein Rasiermesser weit, Sweeney!
Halt es empor zum Himmel!
Frei fließt das Blut der Moralprediger!

Sein Raum war karg, nur Weniges besaß er:
Waschbecken und gepolsterten Stuhl
Seifenschaum, Abziehleder seinen Preis
Schürze, Handtuch, Eimer und den Mopp
Für Ordnungslieb verdient er Lob
Tat Sweeney Todd

Der Dämonen-Barbier der Fleet Street.

Unscheinbar Sweeney wahrlich war
Schnell, leise, rein war er stets da
Hinter dem Lächeln, unter dem Wort
Hört Sweeney Musik, die niemand hörte

Sweeney erwog und plante dann
Wie perfektes Räderwerk, plante an
Sweeney war glatt, Sweeney behend
Sweeney blinzelte, Ratten entwehn

Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!

Hören Sie die Geschichte von Sweeney Todd
Er diente dunklem, rachgierigem Gott
Was dann geschah, ist dieses Stück
Er wollte nicht, dass wir verrat'n das Glück
Nicht Sweeney
Nicht Sweeney Todd
Der Dämonen-Barbier der Fleet Street