Benjamin Britten
The Journey
Nearly there
Very soon I shall know
I shall know what's in store for me
Who will greet me?
The children ... the children
Will they be clever?
Will they like me?
Poor babies, no father, no mother
But I shall love them as I love my own
All my dear ones left at home
So far away - and so different
If things go wrong, what shall I do?
Who can I ask
With none of my kind to talk to?
Only the old housekeeper
How will she welcome me?
I must not write to their guardian
That is the hardest part of all
Whatever happens, it is I, I must decide
A strange world for a stranger's sake
O why did I come?
No! I've said I will do it
And for him I will
There's nothing to fear
What could go wrong?
Be brave, be brave
We're nearly there
Very soon I shall know
Very soon I shall know