Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wouldn't It Be Lovely, artist - Sophia Loren.
Date of issue: 12.03.2012
Song language: English
Wouldn't It Be Lovely |
Interviewer: |
I’d just like to say, uh, good afternoon, Mister Banerjee |
And take this opportunity of welcoming you and your musicians |
To the studio |
Banerjee: |
I thank you very much. |
I’m very glad to have the opportunity |
Of coming here |
Interviewer: |
Tell me, um, have you found that, uh, there has been great enthusiasm |
For George Bernard Shaw in India? |
Banerjee: |
Oh, my goodness, yes. |
We, we, we have got a lot of people |
In India, and indeed in Pakistan, who are loving to hearing the words |
Of George Bernard Shaw. |
We are saing to ourselves over there: «This |
Man has got a great, white beard. |
So, therefore, he must have great |
Knowledge!» |
And so we are saying to ourselves: «That is what we are |
Wanting, that is what we are wanting, we are wanting to hear words of |
This man so that, so that we can learn them and sing them and play |
Them!» |
Interviewer: |
Uh, have you visited the shrine of GBS in Ayot St Lawrence at all? |
Banerjee: |
Well, indeed yes. |
We have all been there. |
We went on a bus |
Coach tour to Ayr-Ayrton St Lawrence and we are saying to |
Ourselves: «My goodness, here we are where the great man was living!» |
And we went in the first place to look around and we are saying: «That |
Is where he was sleeping, and this is where he was eating, and this |
Is another room, and. |
. |
.». |
Uh, all kinds of rooms in this house are very |
Good for us to know of |
Interviewer: |
Have you, uh, taken the story of «My Fair Lady» and, uh, uh, as it stands |
Or have you changed it at all? |
What have you done with it? |
Banerjee: |
Well, what, what we have done with it, you see, uh, I, I am |
Playing, uh, what is called over here Professor Higgins. |
I am playing |
Professor Umbelahi. |
I’m walking through the market place one |
Day, uh, at, near Maharatchme, which is near Bombay, you |
Understand. |
And I’m walking by there, and I am saying to my friend |
Who is with me, I say: «Look, there, over there is a beautiful |
Untouchable girl, beautiful.» |
And he says: «Oh, yes, but we, she is |
Untouchable. |
We don’t want to know her.» |
Ah, chut and cha, I am |
Making her touchable, that is what I am doing. |
You see, and I am |
Saying to her: «Come with me, my dear, and I will make you a |
Touchable!». |
And she is saying to me: «No, I am untouchable, that’s |
Good enough for me!» |
Interviewer: |
Do you have a good cast? |
Banerjee: |
Oh, yes indeed, I come from a very high caste. |
Oh yes, yes, oh yes |
I can safely say that |
Interviewer: |
Uh, no, no, I wasn’t referring to, what I mean is, is there a good cast |
In the, the show? |
Banerjee: |
Well, yes, we have a very excellent cast. |
I’m sorry, I misunderstood you |
You see. |
We have all kinds of stars from India. |
We have two people from |
Assam. |
We have another woman. |
Her has come all the way from Ceylon |
Interviewer: |
What, ah, what, ah, what have you called the songs? |
I mean have you changed |
The titles of the songs at all? |
Banerjee: |
Oh yes, well naturally we, we, we have had to, um, um, ah, change one or two |
Of the main songs, um, a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah, we have featured |
We have now called «Get Me to the Taj Mahal on Time» and, um, ah |
«I've Grown Accustomed to Your Dhoti». |
And I would like to sing for you |
Now this beautiful song, uh, what we are doing on the tour, and I think |
When you have heard it, you will say: «My goodness me, what a lovely song!» |
Or words to that effect |
(Sung:) |
All I want is a room somewhere |
Far a-way from the cold night air |
With one enormous chair |
Oh! |
Would it not be lovely |
Lots of chocolate for me to eat |
Lots of coal making lots of heat |
Warm feet, warm hands, warm foot |
Oh! |
Wouldn’t it be lovely |
Oh! |
So lovely sitting abso-bloomin-lutely still |
Watcher cockie! |
I would never budge till |
Spring crept on the windowsill |
Someone’s head is resting on my knee |
Warm and tender as she can be |
Who’ll taking good care of me |
Oh! |
Would it not be lovely |
Lovely, lovely, lovely |
(Indian Music) |
Aahhhh! |
Ooooooooooohhhhh! |
So loverly sittin' abso-bloomin-lutely still |
I would never budge till |
Spring crept on the windowsill |
Someone’s head resting on my knee |
Warm and tender as she can be |
Who’ll taking good care of me |
Oh! |
would it not be lovely (Lovely) |
Lovely (Lovely), lovely |
Would it not be lovely |
Would it not be lovely |