Sweet princess, if through this wicked witch’s trick, a spindle should your finger prick… a ray of hope there still may be in this, the gift I give to thee. Not in death, but just in sleep, the fateful prophecy you’ll keep. And from this slumber you shall wake, when true love’s kiss, the spell shall break. - Sleeping Beauty (1959)
You poor, simple fools. Thinking you could defeat me. Me! The mistress of all evil!
"But I wanted it blue!" "Now, dear, we decided pink was her color" "YOU decided!"
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
Yet I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem…
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream…
But they say if you dream a thing more than once, it’s sure to come true, and I’ve seen him so many times.
She is indeed, most wondrous fair. Gold of sunshine in her hair, lips that shame the red red rose. In ageless sleep, she finds repose. The years roll by, but a hundred years to a steadfast heart, are but a day. And now, the gates of a dungeon part, and our prince is free to go his way. Off he rides, on his noble steed, a valiant figure, straight and tall! To wake his love, with love’s first kiss. And prove that true love conquers all!
Just close your eyes
You’ll be alright
Come morning light
You and I’ll be safe and sound