Wait

Mrs. Lovett:
(říká) It's not much of a chair, but it'll do. It was me poor
Albert's chair. Sit in it all day long, he did, after his
leg give out with gout.

Sweeney Todd:
(říká) Why doesn't the Beadle come? 'Before the week is
out,' - that's what he said.

Mrs. Lovett:
(říká) Well, who says the week's out? It's only Tuesday.

Easy now
Hush, love, hush
Don't distress yourself
What's your rush?
Keep your thoughts
Nice and lush
Wait

Hush, love, hush
Think it through
Once it bubbles
Then what's to do?
Watch it close
Let it brew
Wait

I been thinking flowers--
Maybe daisies--
To brighten up the room
Don't you think some flowers
Pretty daisies
Might relieve the gloom?

Ah, wait
Love, wait

Sweeney Todd:
(říká) And the Judge? When will we get to him?

Mrs. Lovett:
(říká) Can't you think of nothin' else? Always broodin'
away on yer wrongs what happened heaven knows
how many years ago...

Slow, love, slow
Time's so fast
Now goes quickly--
See, now it's past!
Soon will come
Soon will last
Wait

Don't you know
Silly man
Half the fun is to
Plan the plan?
All good things come to
Those who can
Wait

Gillyflowers, maybe
'Stead of daisies…
I don't know, though…
What do you think?