I've been thrown out from a convent and now I come to apply for the job as a nanny. I will give your children fun and freedom that you won't approve of, and you and I will be lovers in the end
Uh... I'm not sure, but the last thing sounds great. You're hired.
o/' Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens o/'
o/' I'm here to tell you that singin's forbidden. We German soldiers don't want you to cheer, pack all your luggage and get out of here o/'
o/' The hills are alive with the sound of music o/'
That's not the sound of music. That's the sound of German guns, and if you don't stop singing, you'll give us away.
