Fortune Favors The Brave:
Soldiers:
Oh, Oh
Fortune Favors the Brave
Oh, Oh
Fortune Favors the Brave
Radames:
We have swept to glory,
Egypt's mastery expands
From the Nile's northern most delta
To the dry, dry southern sands
The more we find, the more we see,
The more we come to learn
The more that we explore,
The more we shall return
Soldiers:
Oh, oh
Fortune favors the brave
Radames:
It's all worked out, my road is clear
The lines of latitude extend
Way beyond my wildest dreams
Toward some great triumphant end
We seize the day
We turned the tide
We touched the stars
We mocked the grave
We moved into uncharted lands
Radames & Soldiers:
Fortune favors the brave
Radames:
The more we find, the more we see
The more we come to learn
The more that we explore
The more we shall return
Nothing is an accident
We are free to have it all
We are what we want to be
It's in ourselves to rise or fall
This is easy to believe
When distant places call to me
It's harder from the palace yard
Fortune favors the free
Soldiers:
Oh, oh
Radames:
Fortune favors the young!
Soldiers:
Oh, oh
Radames:
Fortune favors the brave!
Every Story Is A Love Story:
Amneris:
Every story, tale or memoir
Every saga or romance
Whether true or fabricated
Whether planned or happenstance
Whether sweeping through the ages
Casting centuries aside
Or a hurried brief recital
Just a thirty-minute ride
Whether bright or melancholy
Rough and ready, finely spun
Whether with a thousand players
Or a lonely cast of one
Every story, new or ancient
Bagatelle or work of art
All are tales of human failing
All are tales of love at heart
This is the story
Of a love that flourished
In a time of hate
Of lovers no tyranny could separate
Love set into motion on the Nile's shore
Destiny ignited by an act of war
Egypt saw the mighty river as its very heart and soul
Source of life for all her people
That only Egypt could control
Destruction of her southern neighbor justified
Nubia exploited, left with little more than pride
The Dance Of The Robe:
It's knowing what they want of me that scares me
It's knowing having followed that I must lead
It's knowing that each person there compares me
To those in my past whom I now succeed
But how can whatever I do for them now
Be enough
Be enough
Nubians:
Aida! Aida!
All we ask of you
Is a lifetime of service, wisdom, courage
To ask more would be selfish
But nothing less will do
Aida! Aida!
Nehebka:
You robe should be golden, your robe should be perfect
Instead of this ragged concoction of thread
But may you be moved by its desperate beauty
To give us new life for we'd rather be dead
Then live in the squalor and shame of the slave
To the dance!
To the dance!
Nubians:
Aida! Aida!
All we ask of you
All we ask is a lifetime of
Service, wisdom, courage
To ask more would be selfish
But nothing less will do
Aida! Aida!
Nubians:
Aida! Aida!
Aida! Aida! Aida!
Aida:
I know expectations are wild and almost
Beyond my fulfillment but they won't hear
A word of a doubt or see signs of weakness
My nigh on impossible duty is clear
If I can rekindle my ancestors' dreams
It's enough
It's enough
Aida:
It's enough
Nubians:
Aida!
Nubians:
Aida! Aida!
Aida! Aida! Aida!
Aida:
It's enough
Nubians:
Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah
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