Luyện nghe bài hát Grizabella

Grizabella intrudes more, wanting to rejoin her
family and be a part of the celebration. The cats
scorn her. She is to contemplate her "Memory" of
the time before she left the tribe, she was once
young, and happy.

You see the border of her coat is torn and stained with
And you see the corner of her eye twist a crooked pin

Silence - not a sound from the
Has the lost her memory
She is alone
In the the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to

Every lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning
mutters and the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be

- all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old
I was then
I remember the time I what happiness was
Let the memory again

She yearns to be accepted, and she stretches out her
behind her, hoping another cat touch her. It doesn't happen.
She off into the night.

ACT II