Don`t Rain on My Parade {From Funny Girl — текст песни (Linda Eder)

Don`t tell me not to live, just sit and putter
Life`s candy and the sun`s a ball of butter
Don`t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade!
Don`t tell me not to fly, I`ve simply got to
If someone takes a spill, it`s me and not you
Who told you you`re allowed to rain on my parade?
I`ll march my band out
I`ll beat my drum
And if I`m fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn`t fake it!
Hat, sir?
I guess I didn`t make it!
But whether I`m a rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life`s complexion
A cinder on the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once
"Right, sir?"
Ooh, love is juicy, juicy and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir!
Get ready for me, love `cause I`m a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummer
Don`t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade! I`m gonna live and live now
Get what I want I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gunshot, and bam!
Hey world, here I am!!!
I`ll march my band out
I`ll beat my drum
And if I`m fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn`t fake it!
Hat, sir?
I guess I didn`t make it!
Get ready for me, love, `cause I`m a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade!!!