The Water Drop tour

 

 

Ruth Salles

This piece was made at the request of teacher Heloísa Borges da Costa for the 2nd year, according to her ideas and taking advantage of some verses by Heloísa herself. Music can be made by the music teacher.

CHARACTERS

Chorus / Droplets / Cloud / Rain / Fountain / River / Waterfall / Sea / Sun.

CHORUS (sings):
“There go the drops of water
swinging through the air.
On a cloud seated well,
everyone wants to go for a walk.
The cloud quickly flies
like a cotton flake.
It waddles and changes its shape,
and the drops also go.”

DROPLETS:
– The cloud became dark…
It turned into a rain cloud.
Our adventure begins.
Let's go down real quick!
Let's see the beautiful land
full of houses, people,
of animals, of forests,
of resplendent flowers!

A CLOUD:
- I leave you all
fall at once.
My cotton becomes a veil
that comes down from the sky.
My drizzle is almost nothing;
but then it rains.

DROPLETS:
– Wow! Hey! What a joy!
We slip on a wire.
On the floor we hit now
in a light tap:
very soft click-click;
wet plic-ploc.

RAIN:
- Give a concert for free
while dancing a ballet:
I play drum on the window
and marimba on the roof.
My piccolo resounds too
in the leaves, along with the wind.
Every drop flows away
and goes through the land.

CHORUS (speaking):
– Inside the earth it is dark.
Are you afraid, little drops?

DROPLETS:
– What a thing! We laugh at everything!
On our thin skin
mother earth tickles.
She is our friend.
The drops that sink into it
they form long tunnels.
So with strength and courage,
we open our passage!
Look how much light ahead!
Ready! It's so beautiful out here...
We have already formed a source
with the drops that come out.

SOURCE:
– I soon form a little stream,
that had already seen a stream.
Droplets, take care of the fish
that swimming here are.

DROPLETS:
– The fish slips on us,
your tail makes us dance.
And in our fresh water,
children come to play.

CHOIR:
– How many streams coming
with a sweet and soft corner!
Among rocks and bushes,
will form the great river!

RIVER:
- Every turn I make,
I'm rocking faceiro
sometimes I dance a bolero,
sometimes light sambo.
Suddenly I'm jumping,
bouncing around, a cha-cha-cha.
And the drops are dancing,
singing “chuá-chuá”.

DROPLETS:
- Well, we miss you,
deep in the heart,
from that white cloud
looking like cotton.
But let's go down the mountain!
And now? What is this hurry?
Who is it that is calling us,
pulling or pushing us?

WATERFALL:
- It is me! a waterfall
that splashes in the background.
Get down, get down in the race,
go touring the world!

DROPLETS:
– How much foam down there…
Hey! We are already flying!
All the water rolls in curls
and then it calms down.

RIVER:
– The river is like a snake:
winds in many turns.

DROPLETS:
– We opened a deep valley
with the laps that the river makes,
We learn about the world,
people, plants and animals.
now we know well
where we want to go:
let's go, always forward,
cast us into the great sea.

SEA:
– Dear drops of water
that are now arriving,
come soon into my waters
and come to form the sea.
Who wants to feel, after all,
the salt fire?
My waves hit the beach,
then come back to me.
It's an eternal shuttle
my endless path.

DROPLETS:
- There in the sky, the sun shining
is also calling us.

SUN:
– My cloak is like a veil
that brings you to heaven.

DROPLETS:
- We're getting lighter
and now we're flying!
New cloud we will form,
like a cotton flake.
And in it we will rest
traveling in the vastness.
But when it gets dark,
when we least expect it,
again we walk
raining, raining, raining…

END