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!



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Edwin Lippa
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