The sound of music [Christian]: The hills are alive with the sound of music... [Argentinean] The hills are alive with the sound of music..? I love it. [Boys]: The hills... Are alive... With the sound... Of music... It fits perfectly. [Christian]: ...With songs they have sung For a thousand years... Freedom, beauty, truth and love [Christian]: I'm not sure I can't write for the Moulin Rouge. [Toulouse-Lautrec]: But why not? [Christian]: I'm not even sure I am a real bohemian revolutionary! [Toulouse-Lautrec]: What? Don't you believe in beauty? [Christian]: Yes... [Toulouse-Lautrec]: Freedom? [Christian]: Well, of course... [Toulouse-Lautrec]: Truth? [Christian]: Yes... [Toulouse-Lautrec]: Love? [Christian]: Love? Love... Above all things I believe in love! Love is like oxygen. Love is a many splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love! [Toulouse-Lautrec]: See? You can't fool us! You are the voice of The Children of the Revolution. [Boys]: We can't be fooled! [Christian writes]: There was a perfect plan - I'd use the auditiond for Satine and I would taste my first glass of absinthe. The green fairy [Fairy]: I'm the Green Fairy [Fairy and Boys]: The hills are alive With the sound of music (Boys laugh) [Boys]: For freedom, beauty, truth and love [Fairy]: The Hills are alive [Fairy Backup]: With the music [Boys]: You won't fool the children of the revolution With the sound of music With the sound of music No you won't fool the children of the revolution [Fairy]: Ahahahahaha! [Christian writes]: We were off for Moulin Rouge and was I to perform my poetry for Satine...