The Ballad of Sweeney Todd

Sweeney Todd

A Balada de Sweeney Todd

Ainda não temos a cifra desta música.

Tobias

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 impecably shaved.
By Sweeney,
by Sweeney Todd
the demon barber of fleet street.

Company

Swing your razor wide!
Sweeney, hold it to the skies.
Freely flows the blood of those who moralize.
His needswere 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 deserves a nod,
does 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 was smooth, Sweeney was subtle
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!

Sweeney Todd

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!

Company

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!

Sweeney Todd

He served a dark and avengeful God!

Company

He served a dark and avengeful God!

Sweeney Todd

What happened then, well that's the play,
and he wouldn't want us to give it away...

Company

Not Sweeney
Not Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet...
Street...

Tobias:

Escute a história de Sweeney Todd
Sua pele era pálida, seus olhos estranhos
Ele barbeou as faces dos cavalheiros
Os quais nunca mais se ouviu falar
Ele tomou um caminho que pouco é tomado
Fez Sweeney Todd
O barbeiro demoníaco da rua Fleet
Ele possuía uma loja em Londres
De clientes extravagantes e bom renome
E se nenhuma de suas almas forem salvas
Eles vão para seu criador impecavelmente barbeados
Por Sweeney
Por Sweeney Todd
O barbeiro demoníaco da rua Fleet

Companhia:

Abra sua navalha,
Sweeney, levante-a para os céus
Livremente flui o sangue daqueles que moralizou
Suas necessidades eram poucas, seu quarto era vazio
Um lavabo e uma cadeira
Uma caneca com sabão, uma cinta de couro
Um avental, uma toalha, um balde e um pano
Para habilidade ele merece um aceno,
Faz Sweeney Todd
O barbeiro demoníaco da rua Fleet
Ele era imperceptívio
Ele era rápido, quieto e limpo
Atrás de seu sorriso, por baixo de seu mundo
Sweeney escutava a música que ninguém ouvia
Sweeney ponderou e Sweeney planejou
Como uma perfeita máquina ele planejou
Sweeney era suave, Sweeney era sutil
Sweeney piscaria e os ratos sumiriam
Sweeney era suave, Sweeney era sutil
Sweeney piscaria e os ratos sumiriam
Sweeney era suave, Sweeney era sutil
Sweeney piscaria e os ratos sumiriam
Sweeney era suave, Sweeney era sutil
Sweeney piscaria e os ratos sumiriam
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!