STORYTELLER (MAMA): There is an island where rivers run deep. STORYTELLER (TONTON): Where the sea sparkling in the sun earns in the name "Jewel of the Antillies" STORYTELLER (TI MOUNE): An island where the poorest of peasants labor – STORYTELLER (DANIEL): And the wealthiest of grands hommes play. STORYTELLER (ARMAND): Two different worlds on one island! STORYTELLER (ANDREA): The grand hommes, with their pale brown skin and their French ways, owners of the land and masters of their own fates. STORYTELLER (PAPA GE) And the peasants black as night, eternally at the mercy of the wind and the sea who pray constantly... to the gods. STORYTELLER (MAMA): Asaka, grow me a garden STORYTELLER (TONTON): Please Agwe, don't flood my garden STORYTELLER (TI MOUNE, ANDREA): Erzulie, who will my love be? Papa Ge don't come around me. STORYTELLER (MAMA): Ah, such powerful, such temperamental gods rule our island. Asaka, Mother of the Earth. Agwe, God of Water. Erzulie, beautiful Goddess of Love. PAPA GE: And Papa Ge, sly Demon of Death. Asaka, grow me a garden Please Agwe, don't flood my garden Erzulie, who will my love be? Papa Ge don't come around me Please Agwe don't flood my garden Asaka grow me a garden... We dance – We dance- To the music of the gods The music of the breezes through The green plaintain The murmur of the river and The roar of rain And if the Gods decide to Send a hurricane We dance... We dance To their ever changing moods STORYTELLERSM (ASAKA) We know the gods are happy When the green things grow STORYTELLERS (AGWE) They're angry when the river Starts to overflow And since we never know Which way the winds will blow... We dance to the earth We dance to the water The Gods awake and we take no chance Our hearts hear the song Our feet move along And to the music of the Gods We dance! STORYTELLERS ANDREA (spoken) On the other side of the island, safe behind High walls and iron gates, the grands hommes Dance to a different tune. La la la la la la la la STORYTELLERS DANIEL (spoken) The drink champagne. Entertain tourists at Their fine hotels. And tell their servants, "Polish up the Mercedes!" STORYTELLERS La la la la la la la la STORYTELLERS (PAPA GE) Two different worlds Never meant to meet. STORYTELLERS (ARMAND) The peasants labor STORYTELLERS (ASAKA) The grands hommes... eat! How fine Our clothes are! We dance How fast We drive! We dance We dance at parties... While we are dancing Just to stay alive... STORYTELLERS (WOMEN) We dance STORYTELLERS (MEN) We dance STORYTELLERS What else is there to do? STORYTELLERS (MEN) But plant the seed And pull the weed And chop the cane STORYTELLERS (WOMEN) And bear the child And bear the load And bear the pain STORYTELLERS And as the rich go racing To their own refrain We dance to the earth We dance to the water The Gods awake and we take no chance Our hearts hear the song Our feet move along And to the music of the Gods We dance to the earth We dance to the water The Gods awake and we take No chance... PAPA GE: Two different worlds. OOH LA! PAPA GE: Never meant to meet. OOH LA! PAPA GE: But if the gods move our feet... We dance! We dance! We dance!

Once on this there was terrible storm Many huts washed away Many peasants drowned by Agwe's angry waters But one small girl caught his attention And she was spared An orphan plucked from the flood by Agwe Sheltered in a tree by Asaka And sent on a journey by the gods A journey that would test the strength of love Against the power of death On this island of two different worlds One small girl In a tree Torn from her mother Crying in fright One small girl Tossed by sea And left to face The stormy night Once small girl Holding tight At last the storm subsided And the morning sun glowed And two old peasants Came cautiously Down the road Mama Euralie Tonton Julian Asaka is smiling again, Julian This morning she smiles, last night she tried To blow our heads off Ah, Julian, just listen to the birds Coo coo coo coo coo Coo coo coo coo coo Aaaahh What kind of bird is that? Look! There! One small face Two small knees Why are you up there? What is your name? The girl can't speak And they're to blame Agwe probably meant to kill her The she'd be dead It's possible he forgot The god's don't forget Then they had some reason to spare her life It's best that we don't know what One small girl Better not But we are too old for children We have no room, and no food And not knowing why, they followed Their hearts back to the tree, gently lifted The terrified child down Nooo! And discovered that she could speak after all One small girl In the way Constantly hungry Learning too quick One small girl Hard at play She makes me smile She scares me sick And they scolded and teased And held her And mended the clothes she tore And the hut was crowded And food was scarce And somehow, their lives held more One small girl To live for They named her Desiree Dieu-Donne or God-Given Desire, but in their affection, they Simply called her Ti Moune What does Ti Moune mean, Mama? It means little orphan, saved by the gods for Something special What is it? Ti Moune, if we knew why the gods did the Things they do, we would be gods ourselves! Someday I'm going to ask them, Mama Sweet as a eucalyptus And terrible as a tempest Banging a drum And humming a tune Ti Moune Falling And running And calling And growing And growing And growing And growing Up too soon One small girl Not so small Lost in those daydreams Day after day Call her name No, don't call Her ears Don't hear She's far away And I know that She's getting older I know that it's Meant to be And my arms Can't hold her And keep her small But all that my Heart can see Is one small girl One small girl One small girl In a tree Ooh, ooh way ooh Ooh, ooh way ooh

The courage of a dreamer The innocence of youth The failures and the foolishness That lead us to the truth The hopes that make us happy The hopes that don't come true And all the love there ever was I see this all in you You are part, part of the human heart You are part Of all who took the journey And managed to endure The ones who knew such tenderness The ones who felt so sure The ones who came before you The others yet to come And those who you will teach it to And those you learned it from You are part, part of the human heart You are part This is the gift I give Through your love you'll live forever (You are part) forever (Part of the human heart) forever You are part tonight Tonight Part of the human heart

The story begins on the night of a flood. Many huts washed away, Many peasants drowned by Agwe's angry waters. But one small girl was spared. An orphan plucked from the flood by Agwe— Sheltered in a tree by Asaka— And sent on a journey by the gods. A journey that would test the strength of love— Against the power of death— On this island of two different worlds! The story of Ti Moune! One small girl in a tree Torn from her mother Crying in fright One small girl Tossed by sea And left to face The stormy night One small girl Holding tight At last, the storm subsided And the morning sun glowed And two old peasants Came cautiously down the road Mama Euralie. Tonton Julian (Spoken) Asaka is smiling again, Julian. This morning, she smiles. Last night, she tried to blow our heads off! Hahahaha! Ah, Julian, just listen to those birds! Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo Waah! What kind of bird is that? Look! There! (Sung) One small face, two small knees Why are you up there? What is your name? (Sung) The girl can't speak And they're to blame Agwe probably meant to kill her! Then she'd be dead. It's possible he forgot Shh! The gods don't forget Then they had some reason to spare her life It's best that we don't know what One small girl... One small girl... Better not But we're too old for children. And we have no room and no food. And not knowing quite why, They followed their hearts back to the Tree, gently lifted the terrified child down... No! And discovered she could speak after all. One small girl In the way Constantly hungry Learning too quick! One small girl hard at play She makes me smile Ah, she scares me sick! And they scolded and teased and held her And mended the clothes she tore [ERZULIE, PAPA GE, ASAKA, AGWE, STORYTELLERS (DANIEL, ARMAND, MEN, WOMEN)] And the hut was crowded And food was scarce And somehow, their lives held more One small girl To live for They named her "Desire'e Dieu-Donne'," Or "God-Given Desire. " But in their affection, they called her simply— Ti Moune What does "Ti Moune" mean, Mama? It means "Little Orphan. " You're our sweet little orphan. We found you, and now your life is forever in our care. Why? Because the gods willed it. Why? Perhaps they saved you for something special. What is it? Ti Moune, if we knew why the gods did the Things they do, we would be gods ourselves! Someday I'm going to ask them, Mama! Foolish girl! Run and hide! Sweet as a eucalyptus And terrible as a tempest Banging a drum And humming a tune Ti Moune falling And running and calling and growing And growing and growing and growing Up too soon One small girl— One Not so small Lost in those daydreams Day after day Call her name No, don't call Her ears don't hear She's far away And I know that she's getting older I know that it's meant to be And my arms can't hold her and keep her small But all that my heart can see Is one small girl One small girl One small girl One small girl One small girl One small girl One small girl In a tree Ooh, ooh way ooh ooh, ooh way ooh