Seriously, Nigel; that is an absolutely top-notch performance of that song - and I've been Musical Director for three professional productions of Secret Garden here in the States. I know that this is a couple of years old, but I really hope that you get to do this role professionally at some point (and that I get to see it). You totally get the "Magic" element of what is happening. In the bigger context of the show, he's also summoning all of these things for Mary (even not having officially met her yet.) That might inform your choices as well.
Thank you so much for the kind words. Was supposed to be playing the role last year with Opera Australia, but of course we all lost so much last year. There's still time yet, and things are looking up for theatre, slowly but surely!
Winter's on the wing, Here's a fine spring morn' Comin' clear through the night, Come the day I say. Winter's taken flight Sweepin' dark cold air Out to sea, Spring is born, Comes the day say I, And you'll be here to see it. Stand and breathe it all the day. Stoop, and feel it. Stop and hear it. Spring, I say. And now the sun is climbin' high, Rising fast on fire, Glaring down through the gloom, Gone the gray, I say. The sun it spells the doom Of the winter's reign, Ice and chill must retire Comes the May say I, And you'll be here to see it. Stand and breathe it all the day. Stoop, and feel it. Stop and hear it. Spring, I say. I say, be gone, ye howling gales, Be off, ye frosty morns! All ye solid streams begin to thaw. Melt, ye waterfalls, Part ye frozen winter walls. See, see now it's starting. And now the mist is liftin' high, Leavin' bright blue air Rollin' clean 'cross the moor Comes the day I say. The storm'll soon be by Leaving clear blue sky, Soon the sun will shine, Comes the day, say I. And you'll be here to see it. Stand and breathe it all the day. Stoop and feel it. Stop and hear it. Spring, I say.
