[00:00.156]It's knowing what they want of me that scares me
[00:05.485]It's knowing, having followed, I must lead
[00:10.657]It's knowing that each person there compares me
[00:15.568]To those in my past whom I now succeed
[00:21.133]But how can whatever I do for them now be enough?
[00:29.100]Be enough
[00:35.213]Aida! Aida!
[00:39.471]All we ask of you
[00:42.866]Is a lifetime of service, wisdom, courage
[00:47.542]To ask more would be selfish, but nothing less will do
[00:54.439]Aida! Aida!
[01:06.011]Your robe should be golden, your robe should be perfect
[01:10.269]Instead of this ragged concoction of thread
[01:14.083]But may you be moved by its desperate beauty
[01:17.714]To give us new life, for we'd rather be dead
[01:21.423]Then live in the squalor and shame of the slave
[01:25.342]To the dance!
[01:26.987]To the dance!
[01:30.775]Aida! Aida!
[01:35.268]All we ask of you
[01:38.455]Is a lifetime of service, wisdom, courage
[01:42.896]To ask more would be selfish, but nothing less will do
[01:49.583]Aida! Aida!
[01:56.218]
[02:24.561]Aida...!
[02:27.461]
[02:49.325]Aida! Aida!
[02:52.460]Aida! Aida!
[02:55.725]Aida!
[02:58.181]
[03:21.142]I know expectations are wild and almost
[03:24.747]Beyond my fulfillment, but they won't hear
[03:28.222]A word of a doubt or see signs of a weakness
[03:31.722]My nigh-on-impossible duty is clear
[03:35.040]And if I can rekindle our ancestors' dreams, it's enough
[03:39.872]It's enough
[03:41.361]It's enough-
[03:43.190]Aida! Aida! Aida!
[03:45.149]Aida! Aida! Aida!
[03:49.355]It's enough!
[03:54.501]Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...

It's knowing what they want of me that scares me
It's knowing, having followed, I must lead
It's knowing that each person there compares me
To those in my past whom I now succeed
But how can whatever I do for them now be enough?
Be enough
Aida! Aida!
All we ask of you
Is a lifetime of service, wisdom, courage
To ask more would be selfish, but nothing less will do
Aida! Aida!
Your robe should be golden, your robe should be perfect
Instead of this ragged concoction of thread
But may you be moved by its desperate beauty
To give us new life, for we'd rather be dead
Then live in the squalor and shame of the slave
To the dance!
To the dance!
Aida! Aida!
All we ask of you
Is a lifetime of service, wisdom, courage
To ask more would be selfish, but nothing less will do
Aida! Aida!
Aida...!
Aida! Aida!
Aida! Aida!
Aida!
I know expectations are wild and almost
Beyond my fulfillment, but they won't hear
A word of a doubt or see signs of a weakness
My nigh-on-impossible duty is clear
And if I can rekindle our ancestors' dreams, it's enough
It's enough
It's enough-
Aida! Aida! Aida!
Aida! Aida! Aida!
It's enough!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...