The Bottle Drops [UK Version] lyrics

JOSEPH:

Her fingers slip

JOSEPH & HIPOLITO:

The bottle drops

JOSEPH & HIPOLITO:

And falling in slow-motion

SUZANNE:

The bottle hits

SUZANNE & GEORGETTE:

The stopper rolls

SUZANNE, GEORGETTE, AMANDINE, GINA:

Across the bedroom floor

ENSEMBLE:

And hits a wall

And with a click

It's like a tiny trap-door opens

AMÉLIE:

A tiny hole

A metal box

A rusty hinge

A broken lock

ALL:

Slowly crack the treasure open

AMÉLIE:

(Looks into the box)

Cat's Eye marble

Die-cast car

A pocket knife

A chocolate bar

A watch that's waiting to be wound

A treasure waiting to be found

I am Howard Carter stepping into Tutankhamun's Timb

NARRATOR (GEORGETTE):

A treasure chest... that a small boy had hidden 40 years ago

NARRATOR (GINA):

On August 31st, at 4 am in the morning Amélie has a dazzling idea

AMÉLIE:

Give back the box

NARRATOR (GEORGETTE):

Wherever the owner was, she would find him and return his childhood

AMÉLIE:

I have to try

NARRATOR (HIPOLITO):

Should he be moved by this, she will start

Interfering in other people’s lives

AMÉLIE:

If I did

I could be like Lady Di

NARRATOR (JOSEPH):

If not...

AMÉLIE:

Tough luck