Long Live Music
Do you want me to sing you a song?
-Mandy
-Mandy
The Encanto Award
To our favorite artists.
Those who have left an indelible mark
in the history of music and art.
Those who have always accompanied us,
with their voice and talent,
in our moments of happiness and sadness,
expressing what many times we could not say...
en canto.
...
Those who have left an indelible mark
in the history of music and art.
Those who have always accompanied us,
with their voice and talent,
in our moments of happiness and sadness,
expressing what many times we could not say...
en canto.
...
I want to be closer than everybody else;
not because I want to occupy the first places,
but because I want to applaud you louder than the rest
and be able to give you a rose because I love you.
¡Thank you!
not because I want to occupy the first places,
but because I want to applaud you louder than the rest
and be able to give you a rose because I love you.
¡Thank you!
Encanto Award Ceremony
Elizabet Special
Narrator: Far away, Elizabet’s fragile and delicate silhouette is distinguishable, among the crowd.
Mike: (super excited) Here she comes, ladies and gentlemen! The moment we were all waiting for...
(Great fanfare and applause)
Mike: Elizabet! Elizabet!
Narrator: Elizabet appears, as in a dream. Time stands still, as everybody turns to gaze at her. Her majestic splendor captivates the hearts of her adoring fans, among sighs and tears of joy. Before her, the reporter remains speechless. Suddenly, her angelic voice breaks the silence.
Elizabet: (with love, she corrects him) BeAuTifuL; yOu caN cAll Me BeaUtiFul,
Mike: Aye, Miss Beautiful.
Mike: Can you tell us who you are wearing tonight?
Elizabet: (blushing) oF couRSe! It’S jUsT a CapRiCHO, by LuiS AnGeLo;
Mike: (mesmerized by her beauty) You look stunning, Beautiful! I have no words to tell you what I’m feeling.
Elizabet: (humbly) I KnoW. I kNOw...
Elizabet: noW; coMe aLonG, Jealousee. i dOn’t WanT to Be Late foR MY aWarD. Ha-ha-ha
Narrator: They both proceed down the Red Carpet. Elizabet walks graciously over rose petals, as she waves at her faithful fans. Jealousee walks clumsily behind her, holding the train of her beautiful dress, as she mumbles something to herself.
(Ominous music)
Narrator: Without noticing, Jealousee steps on something...
It is a white envelope, without a return address, that gets stuck to her foot.
Mike: (super excited) Here she comes, ladies and gentlemen! The moment we were all waiting for...
(Great fanfare and applause)
Mike: Elizabet! Elizabet!
Narrator: Elizabet appears, as in a dream. Time stands still, as everybody turns to gaze at her. Her majestic splendor captivates the hearts of her adoring fans, among sighs and tears of joy. Before her, the reporter remains speechless. Suddenly, her angelic voice breaks the silence.
Elizabet: (with love, she corrects him) BeAuTifuL; yOu caN cAll Me BeaUtiFul,
Mike: Aye, Miss Beautiful.
Mike: Can you tell us who you are wearing tonight?
Elizabet: (blushing) oF couRSe! It’S jUsT a CapRiCHO, by LuiS AnGeLo;
Mike: (mesmerized by her beauty) You look stunning, Beautiful! I have no words to tell you what I’m feeling.
Elizabet: (humbly) I KnoW. I kNOw...
Elizabet: noW; coMe aLonG, Jealousee. i dOn’t WanT to Be Late foR MY aWarD. Ha-ha-ha
Narrator: They both proceed down the Red Carpet. Elizabet walks graciously over rose petals, as she waves at her faithful fans. Jealousee walks clumsily behind her, holding the train of her beautiful dress, as she mumbles something to herself.
(Ominous music)
Narrator: Without noticing, Jealousee steps on something...
It is a white envelope, without a return address, that gets stuck to her foot.
TO BE CONTINUED...