The hosts of the show:
Vladimir Ilinskiy, George Moseshvili, Jude Viktorovna, Olga Palna
War - Non nobis solum (Paul McCartney's Liverpool Oratorio, 1991)
BOY SOLO
Non nobis solum
Sed toti mundo nati,
Toti mundo nati.
BOYS' CHOIR
Non nobis solum
Sed toti mundo nati.
CHORUS
(Ah), Ah
War - Mother And Father Holding Their Child (Paul McCartney's Liverpool Oratorio, 1991)
CHORUS
Mother and father holding their child,
Not knowing what future magic lies inside.
We open our hearts,
You open the door
To peace and happiness for evermore,
For us for evermore.
School - Kept In Confusion (Shanty) (Paul McCartney's Liverpool Oratorio, 1991)
SHANTY
Kept in confusion,
Trapped by illusion,
Thinking of speaking my mind.
Dreams of the future,
Ghosts of the past left behind.
Constantly drifting,
Endlessly lifting
More weight than one man can bear.
Into the future,
Ghosts of the past everywhere.
MEN'S CHORUS (ghosts)
You're sleeping amongst us,
We're in your dream,
Who are you?
Why call us?
What does this mean?
Disturbing our slumber,
You move so fast.
SHANTY
Ghosts of the past.
Tossing and turning,
Somehow I'm learning
Secrets I'd rather not know.
Can't it be simple?
Why does it have to be so?
School - I'll Always Be Here (Mary Dee) (Paul McCartney's Liverpool Oratorio, 1991)
MARY DEE (as ghost)
I ll always be here,
I ll never leave you,
I ll always be in your mind.
Dreams of the future,
Ghosts that the past left behind.
WOMEN S CHORUS (Ghosts)
You re sleeping amongst us.
We re in your dream.
Who are you?
Why call us?
What does this mean?
FULL CHORUS (ghosts)
Disturbing our slumber,
You move so fast.
SHANTY and MARY DEE (as ghost)
Ghosts of the past.
Crypt - Dance (Paul McCartney's Liverpool Oratorio, 1991)
Instrumental
Crypt - I Used To Come Here When This Place Was A Crypt (Shanty, Preacher) (Paul McCartney's Liverpool Oratorio, 1991)
SHANTY
I used to come here when this place was a crypt.
Now the music plays.
Oh don't you sometimes wish they'd stick to the script
As the local preacher says.
Rain from heaven will blessings bring,
Behold the harvest grown. R
Ian from heaven falls down on you,
But me, I feel alone.
PREACHER (sympathetically)
Alone.
SHANTY
Alone.
PREACHER
If they won't come to worship
God in a church
Something must be done.
We have to instigate a nationwide search
For a way to make it fun.
Rain from heaven will blessings bring,
Behold the harvest grown.
SHANTY and PREACHER
Rain from heaven falls down on you,
SHANTY
But me, I feel alone.
Alone. |
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