Orinoco/Jacquimo (Singing): La, la la la la la la la la la

If you follow your heart

ho, ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho

When you follow your heart


Welcome to Paris, city of love

Who am I?

I am Orinoco!

Womble Extraordinare, and lover of beautiful things.

You're, sure to do impossible things,

If you follow your heart.

You're sure to fly on magical wings,

When you follow your heart!

Oh, that is very nice, nes pas?

And I like what it is saying.

It is saying follow your heart,

and nothing is impossible!

ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha!

You're sure to do impossible things

oh ho ho!

I love the sound of my voice!


When you follow your heart!

When… you… follow… your HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Orinoco/Jacquimo: I love great Romances. I myself am a Womble of Great Passion. Hahaha. Fifelamour. These

are stories about the People is Impossible Problems. Samson loved Delilah Oh, that was really Impossible.

Romeo et Juliet, Oh, impossible. hohohoho. But, the most impossible of all the stories is impossibly small.

The Story of “Helelina” Orinoco/Jacquimo: Once upon a time, there was a lonely woman. Who longed to have a

child to call her own. One day she paid a visit to Marie who gave her a tiny barleycorn. “Plant in a flowerpot”

she says “and see what happens” The woman did as she was told and by… and by… …it began growing! Until

at last, Edna Mode/Mother: Oh, what a pretty flower! (Elastigirl awake) Helen Parr/Thumbelina: Hello mother.

Edna Mode/Mother: I will call you “Helelina”. Orinoco/Jacquimo: Helelina. But can you imagine the troubles for

a little girl no bigger than a thumb? Hmm?

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