PIROUETTES AND PERFECT POURETS ENTRE CHACQUELES, SALUT DEMI-PRIX All the years of training, never once complaining Ballet class, par excellence, and we're the ones remaining Jumping, travelling, dancing, we're the ones remaining Jumping, travelling, dancing, we're the ones remaining Ballet class, par excellence, and we're the ones remaining Jumping, travelling, and turning Practice mafete and grande lego Get your shoulders down now, head up in the clouds now We'll repeat our port de bras and we'll survive it somehow We'll survive it somehow We'll make it somehow We'll survive it somehow We'll make it somehow I'll be prima ballerina Dancing with definitive coppelia House and adulation, what a celebration Then we can cast curtain calls of wild appreciation We hope to join the Royal Ballet Then we'll dance and part of it forever Memories to treasure, glory in the pleasure Of rapturous hoploss Ever in our wildest dreams did we perceive A strange regime of sacrifices and the pain Do it again, do it again We're tired of breathing through our shoes When muscles burn and bodies bruise And teachers treat you with disdain Do it again, do it again You follow music in your soul but never ever lose control So watch your toes, forget the pain Do it again, do it again If you don't work your dream is gone You'll never dance the dance once So stop those limbs and don't complain Do it again, do it again Do it again, do it again Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again And pirouettes and perfect bourrée Arms were sharply studded and me pie All the years of training, never once complaining Ballet calls for excellence and we're the ones remaining Pirouettes and perfect bourrée Arms were sharply studded and me pie Memories to treasure, glory in the pleasure Of rapturous hoploss