Prima donna first lady of the stage!
Your devotees are on their knees to implore you!
Can you bow out when they're shouting your name?
Think of how they all adore you!
Prima donna, enchant us once again!
Think of your muse... And of the queues round the theatre!
Can you deny us the triumph in store?
Sing, prima donna, once more!
Christine spoke of an angel...
Prima donna, your song shall live again!
You took a snub, but there's a public who needs you!
She has heard the voice of the angel of music...
Those who hear your voice liken you to an angel!
Think of their cry of undying support!
Follow where the limelight leads you!
Leading ladies are a trial!
Prima donna, your song shall never die!
You'll sing again, and to unending ovation!
Orders! Warnings!Lunatic demands!
Tears... oaths... lunatic demands are regular occurrences!
Think how you'll shine in that final encore!
Surely there'll be further scenes worse than this!
Think, before these demands are rejected!
Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve a chorus girl,
who's gone and slept with the patron?
he must have been with her!
You'd never get away with all this in a play,
but if it's loudly sung and in a foreign tongue
it's just the sort of story audiences adore,
Prima donna the world is at your feet!
A nation waits, and how it hates to be cheated!
Light up the stage with that age old rapport!
Sing, prima donna, once more!