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O Prólogo é uma música de abertura no filme, A Bela e a Fera. Que serve como introdução à história da Fera. Ela não é totalmente uma música, pois é a narração da história com a reprodução de pontuação. Ainda assim, é a primeira faixa da trilha sonora. No musical da Broadway, em algumas apresentações, a música não foi incluída.
Narração[]
Once upon a time, in a far away land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish and unkind.
But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away. But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.
Ashamed of his monstrous form, the Beast concealed himself inside his castle with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his twenty-first year. If he could learn to love another and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.
As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?
Once upon a time in a far away land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish and unkind.
But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away. But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart, and as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.
Ashamed of his monstrous form, the Beast concealed himself inside his castle with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom for many years. If he could learn to love another and earn their love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.
As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?
Once upon a time, in the hidden heart of France, a handsome young prince lived in a beautiful castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was selfish and unkind. He taxed the village to fill his castle with the most beautiful objects and his parties with the most beautiful people.
Then one night, an unexpected intruder arrived at the castle, seeking shelter from the bitter storm. As a gift, she offered the prince a single rose. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince turned the woman away. But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. When he dismissed her again, the old woman's outward appearance melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince begged for forgiveness, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. As punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.
As days bled into years, the prince and his servants were forgotten by the world, for the enchantress had erased all memory of them from the minds of the people they loved. But the rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose. If he could learn to love another, and earn their love in return by the time the last petal fell, the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.
As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?
Versão brasileira[]
Era uma vez, num país distante, um jovem príncipe que vivia num reluzente castelo
Embora tivesse tudo o que quisesse, o príncipe era mimado, egoísta, grosseiro
Mas numa noite de inverno, uma velha mendiga veio ao castelo
E ofereceu a ele uma simples rosa, em troca de abrigo para o frio
Repugnado pela feiura dela, o príncipe zombou da oferta e mandou a velhinha embora
Porém ela o aconselhou a não se deixar enganar pelas aparências
Pois a beleza está no interior das pessoas
E quando ele voltou a expulsá-la, ela se transformou numa bela feiticeira
O príncipe tentou se desculpar, mas era tarde demais, pois ela percebeu que não havia amor no coração dele
E como castigo, ela o transformou numa fera horrenda, e rogou uma praga no castelo e em todos que lá viviam
Envergonhado de sua monstruosa aparência, a fera se escondeu no castelo, com um espelho mágico, que era sua única janela para o mundo exterior
A rosa que ela ofereceu era encantada, e iria florescer até o vigésimo primeiro ano
Se ele aprendesse a amar alguém e fosse retribuído na época em que a ultima pétala caísse, então o feitiço estaria desfeito
Se não, ele estaria condenado a permanecer fera para sempre
Com o passar dos anos, ele caiu em desespero, e perdeu toda a esperança
Pois, quem seria capaz de amar um monstro?
