Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Family Album/Here's A Toast/Hearts And Flowers (From Tonight At 8:30), artist - Noël Coward. Album song More Compact Coward, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 08.10.2009
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
The Family Album/Here's A Toast/Hearts And Flowers (From Tonight At 8:30) |
Jasper: |
And now, my dears, a toast. |
Be prepared. |
To ourselves, a closely united family, |
and to the dear strangers who have joined us: I allude to you, Jane darling, |
and Edward, and my dear Charles |
Charles: |
Does that mean we three may not drink? |
Jasper: |
Certainly not. |
Drink to yourselves, to each other and to the happiness of us all |
Charles: |
Good |
Harriet: |
Oh, do be quiet Charles |
Jasper: |
Where was I, where was I, where was I? |
Jane: |
To the happiness of us all, my love |
Jasper: |
Thank-you, Jane |
Here’s a toast to each of us |
And all of us together |
Here’s a toast to happiness and reasonable pride |
May our touch on life be lighter |
Than a seabird’s feather; |
May all sorrows as we pass |
Politely step aside |
Jane: |
A commonplace sentiment, my dear Jasper, worthy neither of you, nor of the |
moment |
Jasper: |
Moments fly so swiftly, my love |
Emily: |
I thought what Jasper said was beautiful |
Jasper: |
Hush, Emily. |
Jane’s chiding merely means that she would have liked to have |
thought of it herself |
Edward: |
Get on with the toast, Jasper |
Jasper: |
Where was I, where was I, where was I? |
Jane: |
Gasping in the deeps of your own imagination, my love |
Jasper: |
Thank-you |
Now I drink to those of us who, happily united |
Ornament our family and share our joy and pain |
Charles, my friend, and Edward, too, connubially plighted |
Last, my dears, but always best, my own beloved Jane |
Jane: |
Charmingly put, my dear Jasper, if a trifle pedantic |
Jasper: |
I do my best, my love, but my best is obviously unworthy |
Harriet: |
Oh, do stop sparring, you two |
Emily: |
Sparring? |
What about their expression? |
Jasper: |
Where was I, where was I? |
Jane: |
In command, my love, as always |
Jasper: |
Harriet married a soldier |
A man of pleasant birth |
A man of noble worth |
And finely tempered steel |
Ready to die for the Empire |
The sun must never set |
Upon his both brave but yet |
Ambiguous ideal |
So now, dear Charles, I am saluting you |
That never setting-sun |
Shall call you blest |
If far-off natives take to shooting you |
You will at least have done |
Your level best |
All: |
Harriet married a soldier |
May life be bright for him; |
May might be right for him |
For ever and for aye |
Harriet married a soldier |
And in the matrimonial fray |
Harriet married a soldier |
Despite his glories in the field |
He’ll have to honour and obey |
And be defeated till judgement day! |
Harriet: |
Oh, but how unfair of you all, I’m as meek as a mouse. |
Charles rules me with a |
rod of iron |
Jane: |
Dear Harriet, we salute your strategy that makes him believe it |
Jasper: |
Now we come to Emily, whose progress has been steady; |
Only married two short years and three fat sons already |
Emily: |
You make me blush, Jasper. |
We count the twins as one |
Edward: |
Never-the-less, my love, they’re normal babies, with a mouth each to feed |
Jasper: |
Emily married a doctor |
A sentimental man |
A mild and gentle man |
Of scientific mind |
Doing his best for the nation |
Forever dutiful |
A really beautiful |
Example to the rest of us |
A challange to the zest of us |
The noblest and the best of us combined |
Edward: |
I accept your tribute, Jasper, while doubting its complete sincerity, |
but the surface value is warming enough. |
I thank you, Jasper |
Emily and Jane: |
Edward |
Harriet: |
It played another tune, I remember distinctly, it played another tune |
Richard: |
You mustn’t ask too much of it |
Harriet: |
It was a waltz |
Jane: |
Yes, yes, of course it was a waltz. |
Don’t you remember, we danced to it years |
later at a ball, before we were married — it was this — it was this —— |
Hearts and flowers |
Dreamy hours |
Under skies of blue |
Emily: |
It’s remembered. |
Oh, How clever of it |
Richard: |
Shh, Emily, That was their love-song |
Jane: |
Two fond hearts so sweetly beat in tune |
'Neath the midnight magic of the moon |
Petals falling |
Love-birds softly calling |
Life begins anew |
When Cupid’s dart discloses |
The secret of the roses |
Hearts and flowers and you |
Jasper: |
The man who wrote those words certainly had a sweet tooth |
Emily: |
I remember Annie singing that tune when she was doing the stairs |
Harriet: |
I remember Nanny singing it when she was bathing Emily |
Richard: |
I remember Father humming it between his teeth when he was whacking me with a |
slipper |
Charles: |
An excellent example of two hearts beating to the tune; |
Jasper: |
A crude joke, Charles, back to the barrack room |
Jane: |
We found it inspiring enough. |
Did we not, my love? |
Jasper: |
Olympian, the loveliest song in the world |
Jane & Jasper: |
Hearts and flowers |
By-gone hours |
How the time have flown |
Jasper: |
You wore white camellias in your hair |
Jane: |
All you did was hold my hand and stare |
Both: |
Have we altered |
Have our footsteps faltered |
Through the years we’ve known? |
When all our days are done, love |
There’ll still be only one love |
You and you alone |
Jasper: |
Forever, my heart |
Jane: |
Till death do us part |
Burrows: |
You rang, Mister Jasper? |
Jasper: |
Yes, Burrows. |
Would you like a little Madeira? |
Burrows: |
I should be honoured, Mr. Jasper |
Jasper: |
Here |
Burrows: |
At your service, always |
Jasper: |
Thank-you |
Burrows: |
Have I your permission for a moment? |
Jasper: |
Certainly, Burrows. |
What is it? |
Burrows: |
The musical box. |
There should be a little tune. |
A little tune from the years |
that have ended. |
Allow me. |
I drink to you all, and to you, sir, and ma’am. |
This house was happy when there were children in it |
All: |
Let the angels guide you |
Be good and brave and true |
Let the angels guide you |
Oh do! |
Oh do! |
Oh do! |
Spurn each vile temptation |
Avoid each evil lure |
Keep your conversation |
Inordinately pure |
Good may be rewarded |
In some indefinite place |
Be always virtuous just in case |