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AUCTIONEER Sold. Your number, sir? Thank you. 665, ladies and gentlemen: a papier-mache musical box, in the shape of a barrel-organ. Attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals. This item, discovered in the vaults of the theatre, still in working order. PORTER (holding it up) Showing here. (He sets it in motion) AUCTIONEER My I start at twenty francs? Fifteen, then? Fifteen I am bid. (the bidding continues. RAOUL. eventually buys the box for thirty francs) Sold, for thirty francs to the Vicomte de Chagny. Thank you, sir. (The box is handed across to RAOUL. He studies it, as attention focuses on him for a moment) RAOUL (quietly, half to himself, half to the box) A collector's piece indeed . . . every detail exactly as she said . . . She often spoke of you, my friend .... Your velvet lining, and your figurine of lead... Will you still play, when all the rest of us are dead? (Attention returns to the AUCTIONEER, as he resumes) AUCTIONEER Lot 666, then: a chandelier in pieces. Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera: a mystery never fully explained. We are told ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster. Our workshops have restored it and fitted up parts of it with wiring for the new electric light, so that we may get a hint of what it may look like when re- assembled. Perhaps we may frighten away the ghost of so many years ago with a little illumination, gentlemen? |
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Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye Remember me once in a while Please promise me you'll try When you find that, once again, you long To take your heart back and be free If you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea But if you can still remember stop and think of me Think of all the things we've shared and seen Don't think about the things which might have been Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigned Imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind Recall those days, look back on all those times Think of the things we'll never do There will never be a day, when I won't think of you Can it be? Can it be Christine? Bravo! What a change You're really not a bit the gawkish girl that once you were She may not remember me, but I remember her We never said our love was evergreen, or as unchanging as the sea But please promise me that sometimes you will think of me |
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Where in the world have you been hiding? Really, you were perfect! I only wish I knew your secret! Who is this new tutor? Father once spoke of an angel... I used to dream he'd appear... Now as I sing, I can sense him... And I know he's here... Here in this room he calls me softly... somewhere inside... hiding... Somehow I know he's always with me... he - the unseen genius... Christine, you must have been dreaming... stories like this can't come true... Christine, you're talking in riddles... and it's not like you... Angel of Music! Guide and guardian! Grant to me your glory! Angel of Music! Hide no longer! Secret and strange angel... He's with me, even now... Your hands are cold... All around me... Your face, Christine, it's white... It frightens me... Don't be frightened... |
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Insolent boy ! This slave of fashion basking in your glory Ignorant fool ! This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph Angel I hear you Speak - I listen ... stay by my side, guide me Angel, my soul was weak - forgive me ... enter at last Master Flattering child you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide Look at your face in the mirror - I am there inside Angel of Music Guide and guardian Grant to me your Glory Angel of Music Hide no looger Come to me, strange Angel ... I am your Angel of Music Come to me Angel of Music ... |
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In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The phantom of the opera is there Inside my mind Sing once again with me Our strange duet My power over you Grows stronger yet And though you turn from me To glance behind The phantom of the opera is there Inside your mind Those who have seen your face Draw back in fear I am the mask you wear It's me they hear My/Your spirit and my/your voice In one combined The phantom of the opera is there Inside my/your mind In all your fantasies, you always knew that man and mystery were both in you. And in this labyrinth where night is blind, the phantom of the opera is there inside my mind. He's there the phantom of theopera. |
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(Phantom) Night time sharpens heightens each sensation... Darkness wakes and stirs imagination Silently the senses abandon their defences Helpless to resist the notes I write For I compose the music of the night... Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendour. Grasp it, sense it - tremulous and tender Hearing is believing music is deceiving Hard as lightning soft as candlelight dare you trust the music of the night... Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth And the truth isn't what you want to see. In the dark it is easy to pretend that the truth is what it ought to be. Softly, deftly music shall caress you... Hear it, feel it secretly possess you... Open up your mind let your fantasies unwind in this darkness which you know you cannot fight - the darkness of the music of the night... Close your eyes start a journey through a strange new world! Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before! Close your eyes and let music set you free... Only then can you belong to me... Floating, falling sweet intoxication! Touch me, trust me savour each sensation... Let the dream begin let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write - the power of the music of the night... You alone can make my song take flight - help me make the music of the night... Come we must return - those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you... |
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I remember there was a mist glasy Swirling upon a vast, glasy lake There was candles all around And on the lake there was a boat And in the boat there was a man Who was that shape in the shadows? Whose is the face in the mask? Damn you! You little praying Pandora! You little demon! Is this what you wanted to see? Curse you! You little lying Delilah You little viper! Now you cannot ever be free! Damn you! Curse you! Stranger than you dreamt it Can you even dare to look Or bear to think of me This loathsome gargoyle,who burns in hell But secretly yearns for heavens secretly,secretly... but ChristineFear can turn to love You will learn to see, to find the man Behind the monster, this repulsive carcass, who seems a beast But secretly dreams of beauty secretly secretly Oh, Christine Come, we must return. Those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you - |
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| 10:56 |
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"Mystery after gala night," if says, "Mystery of soprano's flight!" "Mystified baffled Surete say, we are mystified - we suspect foul play!" (He lowers the paper) Bad news on soprano scene - first Carlotta, now Christine! Still, at least the seats get sold gossip's worth its weight in gold . . .What a way to run a business! Spare me these unending trials! Half your cast disappears, but the crowd still cheers! Opera! To hell with Gluck and Handel - It's a scandal that'll pack 'em in the aisles! (ANDRE bursts in, in a temper) Damnable! Will they all walk out? This is damnable! Andre, please don't shout . . .It's publicity! And the take is vast! Free publicity! But we have no cast . . . But Andre, have you seen the queue? (He has been sorting mail on his desk. Finding the two letters from the PHANTOM): Oh, it seems you've got one too . . . (He hands the letter to ANDRE, who opens it and reads) "Dear Andre what a charming gala! Christine enjoyed a great success! We were hardly bereft when Carlotta left - otherwise the chorus was entrancing, but the dancing was a lamentable mess!" "Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder: my salary has not been paid. Send it care of the ghost, by return of post P.T.O.: No-one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are obeyed!" Who would have the gall to send this? Someone with a puerile brain! These are both signed "O.G." . . . Who the hell is he? BOTH (immediately realizing) Opera ghost! It's really not amusing! He's abusing our position! In addition he wants money! He's a funny sort of spectre . . . . . . to expect a large retainer! Nothing plainer - he is clearly quite insane! (They are interrupted by the arrival of RAOUL, who brandishes another of the PHANTOM'S notes) Where is she? You mean Carlotta? I mean Miss Daae - where is she? Well, how should we know? I want an answer - I take it that you sent me this note? What's all this nonsense? Of course not! Don't look at us! She's not with you, then? Of course not! We're in the dark . . . Monsieur, don't argue - Isn't this the letter you wrote? And what is it, that we're meant to have wrote? (Realizing his mistake) Written ! (RAOUL hands the note to ANDRE, who reads it) "Do not fear for Miss Daae. The Angel of Music has her under his wing. Make no attempt to see her again." (The MANAGERS look mystified) If you didn't write it, who did? (CARLOTTA bursts in. She too has a letter, which has cheered her no more than the others) Where is he? Ah, welcome back! Your precious patron - where is he? What is it now? I have your letter - a letter which I rather resent! And did you send it? Of course not! As if he would! You didn't send it? Of course not! What's going on . . .? You dare to tell me, that this is not the letter you sent ? ! And what is it that I'm meant to have sent? (RAOUL takes the letter and reads it) "Your days at the Opera Populaire are numbered. Christine Daae will be singing on your behalf tonight. Be prepared for a great misfortune, should you attempt to take her place." (The MANAGERS are beginning lo tire of the intrigue) Far too many notes for my taste - and most of them about Christine! All we've heard since we came is Miss Daae's name . . . (GIRY suddenly appears, accompanied by MEG) GIRY Miss Daae has returned. FIRMIN (drily) I trust her midnight oil is well and truly burned. ANDRE Where precisely is she now? GIRY I thought it best that she went home . . . MEG She needed rest. RAOUL May I see her? GIRY No, monsieur, she will see no-one. CARLOTTA Will she sing? Will she sing? GIRY Here, I have a note . . . RAOUL/CARLOTTA/ANDRE Let me see it! FIRMIN (snatching it) Please! (Opens the letter and reads. The PHANTOM'S voice gradually lakes over) "Gentlemen, I have now sent you several notes of the most amiable nature, detailing how my theatre is to be run. You have not followed my instructions. I shall give you one last chance . . ." PHANTOM'S VOICE (taking over) Christine Daae has returned to you, and I am anxious her career should progress. In the new production of "Il Muto", you will therefore cast Carlotta as the Pageboy, and put Miss Daae in the role of Countess. The role which Miss Daae plays calls for charm and appeal. The role of the Pageboy is silent - which makes my casting, in a word ideal. I shall watch the performance from my normal seat in Box Five, which will be kept empty for me. Should these commands be ignored, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur. FIRMIN (taking over) "I remain, Gentlemen, Your obedient servant, O.G." CARLOTTA Christine! ANDRE Whatever next . . .? CARLOTTA It's all a ploy to help Christine! FIRMIN This is insane . . . CARLOTTA I know who sent this: (pointing an accusing finger) The Vicomte - her lover! RAOUL (ironical) Indeed? (to the OTHERS) Can you believe this? ANDRE (to CARLOTTA, in protest) Signora! CARLOTTA (half to the MANAGERS, half to herself) O traditori! FIRMIN (to CARLOTTA) This is a joke! ANDRE This changes nothing! CARLOTTA O mentitori! FIRMIN Signora! ANDRE You are our star! FIRMIN And always will be! ANDRE Signora . . . FIRMIN The man is mad! ANDRE We don't take orders! FIRMIN (announcing it to EVERYONE) Miss Daae will be playing the Pageboy - the silent role . . . ANDRE/FIRMIN Carlotta will be playing the lead! CARLOTTA (waxing melodramatic) It's useless trying to appease me! You're only saying this to please me! Signori, e vero? Non, non, non voglio udire ! Lasciatemi morire! O padre mio! Dio! GIRY Who scorn his word, beware to those . . . CARLOTTA (to MANAGERS) You have reviled me! GIRY The angel sees, the angel knows . . . RAOUL Why did Christine fly from my arms . . .? CARLOTTA You have rebuked me! ANDRE/FIRMIN Signora, pardon us . . . CARLOTTA You have replaced me! ANDRE/FIRMIN Please, Signora, we beseech you . . . GIRY This hour shall see your darkest fears . . . MEG/RAOUL I must see her . . . CARLOTTA Abbandonata! Deseredata! O, sventurata! GIRY The angel knows, the angel hears . . . RAOUL Where did she go . . .? CARLOTTA Abbandonata! Disgraziata! ANDRE/FIRMIN Signora, sing for us! Don't be a martyr . . . RAOUL/GIRY/MEG What new surprises lie in store . . .? ANDRE/FIRMIN Our star . . .! CARLOTTA Non vo' cantar! (ALL look at CARLOTTA, as the MANAGERS approach her lovingly ----------------------------------------------- ANDR' Your public needs you! FIRMIN We need you, too! CARLOTTA Would you not rather have your precious little ingenue? ANDR'/FIRMIN Signora, no! The world wants you! ANDR'/FIRMIN Prima donna, first lady of the stage! Your devotees are on their knees to implore you! ANDR' Can you bow out when they're shouting your name? FIRMIN Think of how they all adore you! BOTH Prima donna, enchant us once again! ANDR' Think of your muse... FIRMIN And of the queues round the theatre! BOTH Can you deny us the triumph in store? Sing, prima donna, once more! RAOUL Christine spoke of an angel... CARLOTTA Prima donna, your song shall live again! ANDR'/FIRMIN Think of your public! CARLOTTA You took a snub, but there's a public who needs you! GIRY She has heard the voice of the angel of music... ANDR'/FIRMIN Those who hear your voice liken you to an angel! CARLOTTA Think of their cry of undying support! RAOUL Is this her angel of music...? ANDR' We get our opera... FIRMIN She gets her limelight! CARLOTTA Follow where the limelight leads you! MEG Is this ghost an angel or madman...? RAOUL *Angel or madman...? ANDR'/FIRMIN Leading ladies are a trial! CARLOTTA Prima donna, your song shall never die! MEG Voice of hell, or of heaven...? GIRY Heaven help you, those who doubt... CARLOTTA You'll sing again, and to an unending ovation! RAOUL Orders! Warnings! Lunatic demands! GIRY This miscasting will invite damnation... ANDR'/FIRMIN Tears...oaths... lunatic demands are regular occurrences! MEG Bliss or damnation? Which has claimed her...? CARLOTTA Think how you'll shine in that final encore! Sing, prima donna, once more! GIRY Oh fools, to have flouted his warnings! RAOUL Surely, for her sake... MEG Surely, he'll strike back... ANDR'/FIRMIN Surely, there'll be further scenes - worse than this! GIRY Think, before these demands are rejected! RAOUL ...I must see these demands are rejected! MEG ...if his threats and demands are rejected! ANDR'/FIRMIN Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve a chorus girl, who's gone and slept with the patron? Raoul and the soubrette, entwined in love's duet! Although he may demur, he must have been with her! MEG/RAOUL Christine must be protected! CARLOTTA O, fortunata! Non ancor abbandonata! ANDR'/FIRMIN You'd never get away with all this in a play, but if it's loudly sung and in a foreign tongue, it's just the sort of story audiences adore, in fact a perfect opera! RAOUL His game is over! GIRY This is a game you cannot hope to win! RAOUL And in Box Five a new game will begin... GIRY For, if his curse is on this opera... MEG But if his curse is on this opera... ANDR'/FIRMIN Prima donna, the world is at your feet! A nation waits, and how it hates to be cheated! CARLOTTA The stress that falls upon a famous prima donna! Terrible diseases, coughs and colds and sneezes! Still, the driest throat will reach the highest note, in search of perfect opera! MEG/GIRY ...then I fear the outcome... RAOUL Christine plays the Pageboy, Carlotta plays the Countess... GIRY ...should you dare to... MEG ...when you once again... ALL Light up the stage with that age-old rapport! Sing, prima donna, once more! PHANTOM (spoken) So, it is to be war between us! If these demands are not met, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur! ALL Once more! |
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RAOUL : No more talk of darkness, 이제 어둡고 무거운 얘기는 하지 말아요. forget these wide-eyed fears. 그리고 모든 두려움을 잊어버려요. I'm here, nothing can harm you, 내가 여기 있으니, 아무도 당신을 해칠 수는 없어요. my words will warm and calm you. 내가 당신을 따뜻하고 편안하게 지켜줄게요. Let me be your freedom, 당신을 자유롭게 해드릴께요. let daylight dry your tears. 따뜻한 햇살이 되어 당신의 눈물을 다 마르게 하겠어요. I'm here, with you, beside you, 내가 여기, 당신의 바로 곁에 있잖아요. to guard you and to guide you. 당신을 지켜주고, 당신을 이끌기 위해서요. CHRISTINE : Say you love me every waking moment, 당신이 깨어있는 모든 순간 순간마다 나를 사랑하고 있다고 말해주세요. turn my head with talk of summertime. 아름다운 이야기로 나를 위로해주세요. Say you need me with you now and always, 내가 당신과 항상 함께 있었으면 좋겠다고 말해주세요. promise me that all you say is true, 당신이 말하는 것은 모두다 진실이라고 약속해주세요. that's all I ask of you. 그것이 내가 당신께 바라는 전부입니다. RAOUL : Let me be your shelter, 내가 당신의 안식처 let me be your light; 당신의 빛이 되어 드릴께요 you're safe, no one will find you, 당신은 안전해요, 누구도 당신을 찾아낼 수 없을 거예요. your fears are far behind you. 이제 모든 두려움은 당신을 떠났답니다. CHRISTINE : All I want is freedom, 내가 바라는 것은 오직 자유뿐이에요. a world with no more night, 더 이상은 암흑의 밤이 없는 세상. and you, always beside me, 그리고, 당신이 항상 내곁에 있다는 것.. to hold me and to hide me. 나를 지켜주고 보호해줄 당신이.. RAOUL : Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime, 나와 함께 영원한 사랑을 나누고, 일생토록 함께 살고 싶다고 말해주세요. let me lead you from your solitude. 암울한 고독으로부터 당신을 이끌어드리겠어요. Say you need me with you, here beside you, 여기, 당신 곁에 내가 있었음 좋겠다고 그렇게 말해주세요. anywhere you go, let me go too, 당신이 어딜 가든, 나도 함께 가겠어요. Christine, that's all I ask of you 크리스틴, 내가 바라는 것은 그 뿐이에요. CHRISTINE : Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. 이제 우리는 영원히 함께일 거라고 말해주세요. say the word and I will follow you. 그렇게 말해준다면, 난 당신을 따르겠어요. Share each day with me, 언제나 우리 함께 하기를, each night, each morning. 밤에도, 낮에도 함께이기를. Say you love me! 날 사랑한다고 말해주세요! RAOUL : You know I do. 알고 있잖아요. 이미 당신을 사랑한다는 걸. RAOUL & CHRISTINE : Love me, that's all I ask of you. 날 사랑해 주세요, 내가 바라는 것은 그것뿐입니다. Anywhere you go, let me go too, 당신이 어딜 가든, 나는 언제나 당신과 함께 할 것이니까요. Love me, that's all I ask of you. 나를 진정 사랑해 주세요, 그게 내가 당신께 바라는 전부입니다. |
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of darkness, Forget these wide-eyed fears. I'm here, nothing can harm you - my words will warm and calm you. Let me be your freedom, let daylight dry your tears. I'm here with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you... Say you love me every waking moment, turn my head with talk of summertime... Say you need me with you now and always... Promise me that all you say is true - that's all I ask of you... Let me be your shelter, let me be your light. You're safe: No-one will find you - your fears are far behind you... All I want is freedom, a world with no more night... and you, always beside me, to hold me and to hide me... Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime... let me lead you from your solitude.... Say you need me with you here, beside you... anywhere you go, let me go too - Christine, that's all I ask of you... Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime... say the word and I will follow you... Share each day with me, each night, each morning... Say you love me... You know I do... Love me - that's all I ask of you... Anywhere you go let me go too... Love me - that's all I ask of you... (Phantom)-a |
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[Firmin] Dear Andre, what a splendid party! [Andre] The prologue to a bright new year! [Firmin] Quite a night! I'm impressed! Well, one does one's best . . . [Andre/Firmin] (making a toast) Here's to us! [Firmin] I must say, all the same, that it's a shame that 'Phantom' fellow isn't here! (The guests are arriving to join the party. Some of them bring some musical instruments - a monkey music box, a triangle, a drum, etc.) [Chorus] Masquerade! Paper faces on parade Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never find you! Masquerade! Every face a different shade Masquerade! Look around - there's another mask behind you Flash of mauve Splash of puce Fool and king Ghoul and goose Green and black Queen and priest Trace of rouge Face of beast Faces, take your turn, take a ride on the merry-go-round in an inhuman race Eye of gold Thigh of blue True is false Who is who Curl of lip Swirl of gown Ace of hearts Face of clown Faces, drink it in, drink it up, till you've drowned in the light, in the sound [Raoul/Christine] But who can name the face [All] Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning reds Masquerade! Take your fill - let the spectacle astound you Masquerade! Burning glances, turning heads Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you Masquerade! Seething shadows breathing lies Masquerade! You can fool any friend who ever knew you Masquerade! Leering satyrs, peering eyes Masquerade! Run and hide - but a face will still pursue you (Andre, Firmin, Meg Giry, Piangi, and Carlotta come to the fore) [Giry] What a night [Meg] What a crowd! [Andre] Makes you glad! [Firmin] Makes you proud! All the creme de la creme! [Carlotta] Watching us watching them! [Meg/Giry] And all our fears are in the past! [Andre] Six months [Piangi] Of relief! [Carlotta] Of delight! [Andre/Firmin] Of Elysian peace! [Meg/Giry] And we can breathe at last! [Carlotta] No more notes! [Piangi] No more ghost! [Giry] Here's a health! [Andre] Here's a toast: to a prosperous year! [Firmin] To the new chandelier! [Piangi/Carlotta] And may its splendour never fade! [Firmin] Six months! [Giry] What a joy! [Meg] What a change! [Firmin/Andre] What a blessed release! [Andre] And what a masquerade! (Christine and Raoul join them. Christine is proud of her engagement ring from Raoul that is attached on her necklace) [Christine] Think of it! A secret engagement! Look - your future bride! Just think of it! [Raoul] But why is it secret? What have we to hide? [Christine] Please, let's not fight [Raoul] Christine, you're free! [Christine] Wait till the time is right [Raoul] When will that be? It's an engagement, not a crime! Christine, What are you afraid of? [Christine] Let's not argue [Raoul] Let's not argue [Christine] Please pretend [Raoul] I can only hope I'll . . . [Christine] You will . . . [Both] . . . understand in time (It is dance time now. In her panicky situation, Christine sees Phantom's face in every male she dances with. Raoul at last catches her.) [All] Masquerade! Paper faces on parade! Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never find you! Masquerade! Every face a different shade! Masquerade! Look around - There's another mask behind you! Masquerade! Burning glances, turning heads Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you! Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning reds Masquerade! Take your fill - let the spectacle astound you! |
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You were once my one companion You were all that mattered You were once a friend and father Then my world was shattered Wishing you were somehow here again Wishing you were somehow near Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed Somehow you would be here Wishing I could hear your voice again Knowing that I never would Dreaming of you won't help me to do All that you dreamed I could Passing bells and sculpted angels Cold and monumental Seem for you the wrong companions You were warm and gentle Too many years fighting back tears Why can't the past just die? Wishing you were somehow here again Knowing we must say goodbye Try to forgive, teach me to live Give me the strength to try No more memories, no more silent tears No more gazing across the wasted years Help me say goodbye Help me say goodbye |
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Past the point of no return - no backward glances, the games we've played till now are at an end Past all thought of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us? Past the point of no return, the final threshold - what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn? Beyond the point of no return You have brought me to that moment where words run dry, to that moment where speech disappears into silence, silence I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining defenceless and silent - and now I am here with you, no second thoughts, I've decided, decided Past the point of no return - no going back now our passion-play has now, at last, begun Past all thought of right or wrong - one final question how long should we two wait, before we're one? When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames, at last, consume us? Past the point of no return the final threshold - the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn We've passed the point of no return Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime Lead me, save me from my solitude Say you want me with you, here beside you Anywhere you go let me go too - Christine, that's all I ask of ... |
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Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair! Down we plunge to the prison of my mind! Down that path into darkness deep as hell! Why, you ask, was I bound and chained in this cold and dismal place? Not for any mortal sin, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face! Track down this murderer! He must be found! Hounded out by everyone! Met with hatred everywhere! No kind word from anyone! No compassion anywhere! Christine, Christine... Why, why...? Your hand at the level of your eyes! ..at the level of your eyes... Your hand at the level of your eyes! Track down this murderer - He must be found! Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground! Too long he's preyed on us - but now we know: the Phantom of the Opera is there, deep down below... He's here: the Phantom of the Opera... Have you gorged yourself at last, in your lust for blood? Am I now to be prey to your lust for flesh? That fate, which condemns me to wallow in blood has also denied me the joys of the flesh... this face - the infection which poisons our love... This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing... A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing... Pit |
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