说实话自己对音乐剧一类的真的是向来不感冒的，觉得这类的艺术就如同中国古乐里面的阳春白雪一样高雅的和自己是沾不上边的。但是这次观看《歌剧魅影》，第一次如此认真的审视音乐剧的世界，却是深深的被其吸引了。两节课下来颇有意犹未尽之感，于是下课回到宿舍又在网上搜出其视频完完整整的饱了一回视听盛宴。的确是折服了，虽然我很难用专业的乐理分析，但叹服的感觉强烈的充斥着我的思维和内心。韦伯先生不愧是难得的天才，音乐界的泰斗，不论是从音乐美学的角度，还是从剧情峰回路转的发展，还是男女主人公的感情细腻刻画，《歌剧魅影》 关于音乐心理的实例——魅影！
The Phantom of the Opera
CHRISTINE:
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 ...
在梦中,他对我献唱
在梦中,他迎面而来
声声呼唤着我的名字
我是否又做梦了?
因为我发现
歌剧魅影就在那里
在我心中
PHANTOM:
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 ...
再次与我合唱
奇妙的二重唱
我支配你的力量日益强大
纵然你离我而去
留下惊鸿一瞥
歌剧魅影就在那里
在你心中
CHRISTINE:
Those who have seen you* **ce draw back in fear ...
I am the mask you wear ...
凡见过你面容之人
蜷缩于恐惧之中
我是你所戴的面具
PHANTOM:
It's me they hear ...
他们听见的是我
BOTH:
Your/my spirit and your/my voice in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside your/my mind ...
你/我的灵魂与声音合为一体
歌剧魅影就在那里
在你/我心中
CHORUS:
He's there,
the Phantom of the Opera ...
Beware, the Phantom of the Opera ...
他在那里
歌剧魅影就在那里
PHANTOM:
Sing, my Angel of Music!
Sing for me ... sing.
Sing my Angel ... sing.
Sing for me...
唱吧,我的音乐天使
为我歌唱...
唱吧,我的天使
为我歌唱...
幽灵，是被上帝遗弃的孩子，这张脸，即使母亲也嫌弃和畏惧，面具，便是他在世上第一件衣物。透过这面具看着这个世间，不过是一场化妆舞会，成群的人们戴着面具结队而来，不同的是，幽灵用这张面具遮掩的是自己丑陋的脸，人们戴着面具，遮掩的是自己的丑陋的内心。
一半是海水，一半是火焰。生活在永夜的世界里，克里斯蒂纳就是幽灵对这世界所有温情的向往，应该说早在劳尔之前，他就深深的爱上了克里斯蒂纳，默默在暗中，用自己的音乐去丰富丧父后一直倍感孤独的小姑娘，给她的歌声插上翅膀，在音乐的世界里翱翔。当劳尔出现的时候，倍感威胁的他对克里斯蒂纳的爱如火山一般喷发，杀人，下毒，不顾一切的想把克里斯蒂纳留在他的身边，甚至逼迫她在他他，他她，天堂，地狱中进行选择，爱得如此决绝而又绝望，因为克里斯蒂纳就是他在这世上最后的救赎。如果这最后一盏明灯也熄灭了，那幽灵的生命只剩下永恒的黑暗，寂寞。这燃烧的激情，如此汹涌澎湃，就算与整个世界为敌又如何，这世界早就因为这丑陋
的容貌而唾弃了我，就算焚烧了整个世界又如何，这内心的火早已烧毁了我的灵魂。幽灵早已越
过了不归点，容貌，给了幽灵身体上的禁锢，让他只能选择在黑暗中生活，面具，却是幽灵心灵
上的囚室，扭曲了他的灵魂。最终，这火焰使一直犹豫不决的克里斯蒂纳选择了离去。
火焰渐渐熄灭，剩下的只是海水。但在这冰冷的海水下，涌动着用不消逝的爱。爱可以那样疯狂，
爱也可以这样深沉。幽灵穷极一生，渴求的不过一个怀抱，在克里斯蒂纳离去时已经得到，如此
柔软，如此温暖，让他在最终的门槛前，终于选择了放手，目送着心爱的人和情敌远去。砸碎心
灵的禁锢，把面具留给了更多戴着面具前来抓捕他的人面前。对于克里斯蒂纳是解脱，对幽灵来
说，又何尝不是解脱呢。人生可以如此过，人生可以如此爱，独自去承受孤独。电影没交代，离
开了歌剧院的幽灵如何度过余生，但是我想着，应该会平静很多，没有了内心的煎熬，只是宽容。
无尽的寂寞中，还有这个拥抱的回忆，抚慰温暖着孤单的灵魂。因为真爱，所以放手。
原作中的片断The Phantom of the Opera ，差不多是众人皆知，但是我更喜欢
pass the point of no return，特别是当幽灵唱出内心的期待，希望与克里斯蒂纳
share one love one life时，那其中的渴望与乞求，如此震撼我，建议大家有时间可以去下载。
要注明是电影版的，和joe不同，我更喜欢电影里的唱腔，没办法，虽然以前也听过莎的版本，
但是印象一般，结合了视觉的感受，电影里的歌声更能打动我。不得不不惊叹，韦伯确实是一个
天才。
我想，克里斯蒂纳是爱幽灵的，臣服在幽灵的音乐下。可是生活除了音乐，还有更多。两个人从
最初的相识到最终相恋，是一个过程。每个人都是两面体，矛盾重重，优缺点交织。在最初，吸
引对方的当然是你的某个特质（不能完全的说是优点），然后逐步了解，心生爱慕，并且也渐渐
全面的了解对方。好的坏的，阳光的阴暗的，来者照单全收，因为懂得，所以慈悲，因为爱，所
以接纳。幽灵的失败在于他的迫不及待，一下就把整个自己完全展现在了克面前，尤其突出的是
阴暗嗜血的个性，这也吓跑了克里斯蒂纳。观者在扼腕长叹的同时也会想，如果那样又会怎样。
其实这本身就是无法得到答案的问题，pass the thought of if or when，已经发生过的事情无
法假设，生活无法假设，爱也无法假设。。。。。
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时对西方音乐有着一定的兴趣与关注，对于《歌剧魅影》这部音乐剧经典，我其实早就有所耳闻，如同《卡门》、《猫》一样，都是百没有完整的接触过它，更不用说仔细的审视它，评析它了。歌剧的魅力源远流长，在艺术的殿堂里，占有相当的地位。几百年来，涌的咏叹调，华丽的舞台，吸引了一代又一代的观众，罗西尼，瓦格纳，比才，威尔第，普契尼......这些大师的名字同其作品，永远是艺美学基础》，在这门课里我确实学到了不少东西，这次得以观看魅影这部经典，对我来说是一个难得的机会， 两个小时不到的情境体。拥有感人的故事，只能算是一部好电影；而这部歌剧影片中大量的歌剧不得不令人叹为观止，特别是女高音的咏叹调及主题曲，完驰神往，心中有中莫名的感动。
追忆的手法。通过年迈的伯爵在拍卖会上购得的一些物品所产生的回忆来展开剧情的发展。当要被拍卖的大吊灯缓缓升起于歌剧院上得如同崭新，当一切都恢复光明时，那被人们耳熟能详的主题音乐也随之奏响。曲调气势逐渐增强，仔细回想了一下那应该是管弦乐仅将我们从之前的黑白中拉了出来，同时也做了“序曲”一样的效果。
也许为克里斯汀的咏叹调倾倒，而我个人更欣赏的却是魅影的《夜之乐章》（Music of the Night）。在弦乐轻柔的和弦伴奏下，魅影唱斯汀进入他的地下宫殿这一段，是全剧的一个高峰，（克丽斯汀与魅影一起歌唱着进入地底。魅影的声音强劲有力，充满了蛊惑和欲望拔高，在魅影的一次次重复的“sign my angle，sign for me”之中，终于到达极高的地方，而大量的乐器也加入进来，最后达到了全曲的逐，相互烘托，各自升华，两人的情感也在碰撞和摩擦，魅影对克丽斯汀的独占欲，克丽斯汀对于魅影的音乐上的仰慕和依赖，两种无所求》（All I Ask of You）的唱段里，克里斯汀与子爵的演唱虽然唱功完美，宛转动人，看似无可挑剔，可是我总觉得缺少了点什么的缘故。等到魅影在唱出来的时候，带着他的嫉妒，愤怒与伤感，音乐充满了张力。一低头的时候沙哑、轻柔的伤心、一抬头高声沉
色真实了。展示在观众面前的是一个真正的，心灵在撕扯，矛盾痛苦却又深爱自己爱人的魅影，那种震撼的音乐直击人的心，直让人。
，其他人物的音乐处理和背景音乐的起承转合也是无懈可击的。每个人的唱段都很合适，甚至争吵都是用音乐表达。音乐中不断丰满起来，流畅而华美的化装舞会，气势恢宏的歌剧院大厅，凄凉苍茫的墓地……音乐在各个场景的演终还是为了更好的烘托出主题，更好的表现这一段凄美的爱情故事。我承认我很感性，深深陷入剧情之中，不禁也且逃避时，其实我们是在渴望爱情。之所以逃避，是因为一种麻木与厌恶，而作为一个现代人看19世纪的爱情时，是两个世纪之间的一座桥，它连接的不仅是爱情，也是一种心灵的向往。这部作品实在太棒，当你欣赏时是无法理思绪游走的我自己也很难理清了，再多的感慨也是徒劳，魅影在黑暗的角落守护他无望的爱情，一瞬，就像烟花那且为心中的爱情地带抹出一块净土就够了。故事已经落幕，爱情仍未苍老。一曲高歌，余音绕梁…… 《歌剧魅影》观后感
一个是因毁容而藏在歌剧院深处的音乐天才，一个是貌美可爱的年轻女演员，还有一个是英俊无
畏的年轻伯爵，看似复杂的爱情关系改变了三个人的命运，记录了一段永生不可忘的人生旅途。
魅影爱上了年轻的Christine，便不遗余力的把她打造成了耀眼的女高音歌唱家，以为自己可以
拥有她的一切。然而当他发现Christine与一位伯爵Raoul相爱后，感到自己受了欺骗，爱也转
化成了怨恨，怒火填充了扭曲的心灵，决意以Raoul的生命来换取Christine对他的爱。最终，
Christine的吻消释了一切，魅影也彻底觉悟，放了那对恋人，再次走向了无尽的黑暗。。。 拥
有感人的故事，只能算是一部好电影；而这部歌剧影片中大量的歌剧不得不令人叹为观止，特别
是女高音的咏叹调及主题曲，不禁令我心驰神往，心中有中莫名的感动。
我想,我只是把心中所想用贫瘠的文字去表述。 影片采用追忆的手法。通过年迈的伯爵在拍卖会
上购得的一些物品所产生的回忆来展开剧情的发展。一只30镑的玩偶猴子验证了那段历程。从
年少的魅影逃离马戏团时不忘带走的那只肮脏猴子到隐居歌剧院后那只被精心打扮过的可以击
钗的猴子，一切似乎都没有改变。绝望的魅影在永绝人世之前所唯一做的事便是在那只玩偶猴子
前轻吟，眼眸中透出一丝淡淡的陶醉与满足之情，夹杂着对他而言一生不可及的幸福。
片尾处，伯爵带着玩偶来到了墓园，伫立在Christine的墓前，祭奠自己离世不久的妻子，并将
玩偶放在了墓碑前，希望她在天国依然能忆起那个曾经出现在她生命当中的魅影。刹那间，伯爵
发现墓的角落摆放了一枝暗红的玫瑰，枝叶间穿插着一枚银戒指-----这些都曾是魅影向Christine
示爱的信物。似乎一切都在暗示魅影依旧在人间，依旧在不为人知的角落深深爱着Christine。。。
这样执著，亘古不变的爱是否还会流传于世间？即使换来的仅仅是苟且度过一生？
一个关于爱的故事
什么是爱？谁能说得清道得白呢？两情相悦的幸福，背后总有自我牺牲的悲壮。包容是爱，宠
溺是爱，暗恋是爱、依恋是爱、虐恋也是爱……我们每个人都深深的陷入爱的漩涡。期待着、享
受着、回味着、追忆着爱。
剧院魅影，一个出生于贵族家庭的“象人”，面具是他来到这个世界以后穿的第一件衣裳。仅仅是因为他的容貌。他被光鲜的世界排斥了，没有尊宠、没有关爱。漂泊四方，在任何地方都成为别人猎奇的目标，甚至成为马戏团铁笼中的小丑。……
喜爱“魅影”这个角色，因为他虽然容貌丑陋，但这掩盖不住他那与生俱来的贵族气质，遮蔽不了他出众的才华，也无法抑止他对爱的追求。他爱克里斯汀，一个巴黎歌剧院里看上去默默无闻的舞者。“魅影”为她创作优美的音乐、华丽的歌剧、教导她歌唱、训练她的舞姿。帮助她成为一个令整个巴黎倾倒的女神。
“魅影”以为克里斯汀就是他的，或者说是因为他向她倾注了所有的热情。她代表了他所有的理性（对音乐的热爱）与非理性（对爱的痴狂）的追求。当克里斯汀与拉乌尔在巴黎歌剧院的楼顶海誓山盟的时候，魅影的心碎了。再次感到无依无靠、被抛弃。凄厉的呼喊响彻巴黎的夜空，却仍然无法改变命运的安排。
他并不想复仇，或者说，他也知道自己无力改变现实世界中的一切，所以他才会使用偷梁换柱的手法，杀死皮昂吉，把自己扮演成唐璜，成为他为克里斯汀创作的歌剧中的角色，在厚厚的披风下掩饰自己的面容，在警察遍布的巴黎歌剧院中，在舞台上与他心中的爱人上演这幕绝唱。希望在他自己创造的世界中，成为爱的主宰。
也许，他知道，在现实上演的悲喜剧中，他必须死。他带走了克里斯汀，然而，他真的是为了占有她、霸占她吗？未必。因为当克里斯汀不在乎他的容貌，给他深情的一吻时，他颤抖了。我甚至能感觉到那副“怪兽”似的脸上在流泪。这是一种幸福的感觉，一种常人难以体味的幸福。他并不残忍，也不缺同情心，他需要的是他人的尊重，所爱的人对他的尊重。
他可以放弃克里斯汀，让她与拉乌尔远走高飞。但希望看到克里斯汀的坦诚，看到拉乌尔的执着。当拉乌尔宁肯被吊死，也不愿放弃克里斯汀的时候，魅影明白了，这个看似柔弱的男人，拥有更大的勇气。对爱的追求，能给人和脆弱的人带来巨大的勇气。爱的力量能促使我们忘记一切恐惧、去争取。
也许我们可以说，魅影的残忍来自于他童年的不幸经历、来自于他自卑的人格。但我们又怎能评价一个人人格的优劣呢？每个人都是在一次次的伤害中成长。受到别人伤害的时候，往往也会伤害别人。
但我觉得，拉乌尔对克里斯汀的爱，更多的是一种对年少伙伴的梦幻般想象。或者说，歌剧在对他们两人爱情的刻画上多少显得有些单薄。让人感到只是一个灰姑娘遇见王子的梦幻。甚至让人以为，克里斯汀因为拉乌尔贵族的身份和财富才跟他在一起的。
而拉乌尔和克里斯汀后来怎样呢？无从得知。歌剧开始的拍卖会上，为什么只有拉乌尔一个人呢？克里斯汀呢？30年的时间已是沧海变桑田，但这个倾城的美丽女孩，是否已长眠地下了呢？更不知道她是否还记得那个拥有丑陋却极富才华的 魅影 。
一种令人心醉的美丽
华丽的服饰、精致的布景、变幻莫测的舞台，再加上专业的演员。使得这幕百老汇的歌剧显得如此美丽。从演出开始，巴黎歌剧院的拍卖会上展示第663件拍品的时候，就感觉自己仿佛来到了19xx年的巴黎。昏暗的拍卖会现场、垂垂老矣的拉乌尔，落满灰尘的海报，有些机械失灵的铙钹，倾覆的吊灯，让人情不自禁的投入其中。
倏的一下时空倒转，30年前的巴黎歌剧院一片金碧辉煌。《汉尼拔》的排演，有些耍大牌的皮昂吉腆着肚子在演唱。灯光照得他将军的盔甲闪闪发亮。只有惊叹的份。……
当场景转移到歌剧院的地下湖时，干冰营造出梦幻般的效果。小舟在湖面穿行。魅影此时仿佛变成驾驶贡多拉的船工，引领着克里斯汀来到他的宫殿。
当拉乌尔与克里斯汀为了避开魅影，来到歌剧院楼顶的时候，背景墙上显现的是19世纪巴黎的迷人夜景。街巷里闪烁的烛光与满天繁星呼应。仿佛在星河中徘徊。
克里斯汀来到她父亲的墓前倾诉心声与困扰。魅影出现在十字架旁。深情的演唱，矛盾的心理，灰暗的服饰、苍白的面具，加上幽暗的十字架。让人也为他感到无限悲哀。
而当歌剧的最后，一个女孩来到曲折的地下室，发现魅影那件披风下的面具，拿起端详、定格的时候，忽然间感到时光流转。这感觉不亚于电影中的蒙太奇镜头。看到这个场面，我是第一次彻底折服于剧场演出的魅力。令人无法言表的感动，那是一种令人心醉的美丽。
第一次进上海大剧院看演出，深深的折服于歌剧的魅力。只能说，《剧院魅影》带给我的感觉，就是一段传奇，一出悲喜剧，一个关于爱的故事，一种令人心醉的美丽。
第二篇：歌剧魅影全套原版歌词
The Phantom of the Opera
Music: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Lyrics: Charles Hart & Richard Stilgoe
Based on the novel by Gaston Leroux
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Song List
CD1
01- Prologue
02- Overture
03- Think of Me
04- Angel of Music
05- Little Lotte.../The Mirror...(Angel of Music)
06- The Phantom of The Opera
07- The Music of the Night
08- I Remember.../Stranger Than You Dream It
09- Magical Lasso
10- Notes.../Prima Donna
11- Poor Fool, He Makes Me Laugh
12- Why Have You Brought Us Here.../Raoul, I've Been There...
13- All I Ask of You
14- All I Ask of You(Reprise)
CD2
01- Entr'acte
02- Masquerade/Why So Silent...
03- Notes.../Twisted Every Way...
04- Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again
05- Wandering Child.../Bravo Monsieur...
06- The Point of No Return
07- Down Once More.../Track Down This Murderer...
1986 Original London Cast
The Phantom of the Opera - Michael Slave Master - Peter Bishop
Crawford Flunky/Stagehand - Justin Church Christine Daae - Sarah Brightman Policeman - Mostyn Evans
Raoul, Vicomte de Chagny - Steve Barton Page - Sue Flannery
Monsieur Firmin - John Savident Porter/Fireman - Andrew Golder
Monsieur Andre - David Firth Page - Janet Howd
Carlotta Giudicelli - Rosemary Ashe Wardrobe Mistress/Confidante - Peggy Ann Madame Giry - Mary Millar Jones
Ubaldo Piangi - John Aron Princess - Maria Kesselman
Monsieur Reyer - Paul Arden Griffith Madame Firmin - Patricia Richards Auctioneer - Barry Clark Innkeeper's Wife - Jill Washington
Porter/Marksman/Fop - David De Van Ballet Chorus - Sally Ashfield, Lynn Jezzard, Meg Giry - Janet Devenish Nicole
Monsieur Lefevre = David Jackson Keen, Patricia Merrin, Naomi Tate, Alison Joseph Buquet - Janos Kurucz Townsend,
Don Atillio/Passarino - James Patterson Dinah Jones
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The Phantom of the Opera
Act One
Prologue-The Stage of the Paris Opera,
1911
AUCTIONEER:
Sold. Your number, sir? Thank you. Lot 663, then, ladies and gentlemen: a poster for this house's production of 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?
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. "Hannibal" by Chalumeau.
PORTER:
Showing here.
AUCTIONEER:
Do I have ten francs? Five then. Five I am bid.
Six, seven. Against you, sir, seven. Eight. Eight once. Selling twice. Sold, to Raoul, Vicomte de Chagny.
Lot 664: a wooden pistol and three human skulls
from the 1831 production of "Robert le Diable" by Meyerbeer.
T en francs for this. Ten, thank you.
Ten francs still. Fifteen, thank you, sir Fifteen I am bid.
Going at fifteen. Your number, sir?
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:
Showing here.
AUCTIONEER:
May I start at twenty francs? Fifteen, then?
Fifteen I am bid. Sold, for thirty francs to the Vicomte de Chagny. Thank you, sir.
RAOUL:
A collector's piece indeed . . . every
We are told, ladies and gentlemen,
that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster.
Our workshops have repaired it and wired parts of it for the new electric light,
so that we may get a hint of how it may look when reassembled.
Perhaps we may frighten away the ghost of so many years ago
with a little illumination, gentlemen?
Hannibal
CARLOTTA:
This trophy from our saviours, from our saviours!
From the enslaving force of Rome!
GIRL'S CHORUS:
With feasting and dancing and song, tonight in celebration, we greet
the victorious throng, returned to bring salvation!
MEN'S CHORUS:
The trumpets of Carthage resound! Hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark to our step on the ground!
ALL:
Hear the drums -- Hannibal comes!
PIANGI:
Sad to return to find the land
we love threatened once more by Roma's far-reaching grasp,
REYER:
Signor . . . if you please: "Rome". We say "Rome' not "Roma"
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PIANGI:
Si, si, Rome, not Roma. Is very hard for me.
LEFEVRE:
This way, gentlemen, this way.
Rehearsals, as you see, are under way, for a new production of
Chalumeau's "Hannibal".
Ladies and gentlemen, some of you may I keep asking you, monsieur, why exactly are you retiring?
LEFEVRE:
We take a particular pride here in the excellence of our ballets.
ANDRE:
Who's that girl, Lefevre?
already, perhaps, have met M. Andre and M. Firmin ...
REYER:
I'm sorry, M. Lefevre, we are rehearsing. If you wouldn't mind waiting a moment?
LEFEVRE:
My apologies, M. Reyer. Proceed, proceed ...
REYER:
Thank you, monsieur.
"Sad to return..." Signor ...
LEFEVRE:
M. Reyer, our chief repetiteur. Rather a tyrant, I'm afraid.
PIANGI:
Sad to return to find the land we love threatened once more by Rome's far-reaching grasp.
Tomorrow, we shall break the chains of Rome.
Tonight, rejoice - your army has come home.
LEFEVRE:
Signor Piangi, our principal tenor. He does play so opposite La Carlotta.
GIRY:
Gentlemen, please! If you would kindly move to one side?
LEFEVRE:
My apologies, Mme. Giry.
Mme. Giry, our ballet mistress.
I don't mind confessing, M. Firmin, I shan't be sorry to be rid of the whole blessed business.
FIRMIN:
LEFEVRE:
Her? Meg Giry, Madame Giry's daughter. Promising dancer, M. Andre, most promising.
GIRY:
You! Christine Daa? Concentrate, girl!
MEG:
Christine . . . What's the matter?
FIRMIN:
Daa? Curious name
LEFEVRE: Swedish.
ANDRE:
Any relation to the violinist?
LEFEVRE;
His daughter, I believe.
Always has her head in the clouds, I'm afraid.
CHORUS:
Bid welcome to Hannibal's guests -the elephants of Carthage!
As guides on our conquering quests, Dido sends Hannibal's friends!
CARLOTTA:
Once more to my welcoming arms my love returns in splendour!
PIANGI:
Once more to those sweetest of charms my heart and soul surrender!
CHORUS:
The trumpeting elephants sound -- hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark
to their step on the ground -- hear the drums! Hannibal drums!
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LEFEVRE:
Ladies and gentlemen - Madame Giry, thank you - may I have your attention, please?
As you know, for some weeks there have been rumours of my Imminent retirement.
I can now tell you that these were all true and it is my pleasure to introduce to you
the two gentlemen who now own the CARLOTTA:
Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye ... Remember me, Every so often, Please promise me you'll try ...
On that day, that not so distant day, when you are far away and free,
if you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me ...
Think of me, think of me...
Opera Populaire, M. Richard Firmin and M. Gilles Andre.
Gentlemen, Signora Carlotta Giudicelli, our leading soprano for five seasons now.
ANDRE:
Of course, of course. I have experienced all your greatest roles, Signora.
LEFEVRE:
And Signor Ubaldo Piangi.
FIRMIN:
An honour, Signor.
ANDRE:
If I remember rightly, Elissa has a rather fine aria in Act Three of "Hannibal".
I wonder, Signora, if, as a personal favour, you would oblige us with a private rendition?
Unless, of course, M. Reyer objects . . .
CARLOTTA:
My manager commands . . . M. Reyer?
REYER:
My diva commands. Will two bars be sufficient introduction?
FIRMIN:
Two bars will be quite sufficient
REYER:
Signora?
CARLOTTA: Maestro.
CHORUS:
The Phantom of the Opera! He's with us, he's a ghost ...
He's here! The Phantom of the Opera!
LEFEVRE:
Signora! Are you all right? Buquet! Where is Buquet? Get that man down
here! Chief of the flies. He's responsible for this.
Buquet! For God's sake, man, what's going on up there?
BUQUET:
Please monsieur don't look at me:
as God's my witness,I was not at my post.
Please monsieur, there's no one there: and if there is, well then, it must be a ghost . . .
MEG:
He's there; the Phantom of the Opera ...
ANDRE:
Good heavens! Will you show a little courtesy?
FIRMIN:
Mademoiselle, please ...
ANDRE:
These things do happen!
CARLOTTA:
Si! These things do happen! Well, until you stop these things
happening, this thing does not happen! Ubaldo! Andiamo!
PIANGI:
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Amateurs!
LEFEVRE:
I don't think there's much more to assist you, gentlemen. Good luck.
If you need me, I shall be in Frankfurt .
ANDRE:
La Carlotta will be back.
GIRY:
You think so, messieurs? I have a
FIRMIN:
The chorus girl?
MEG:
She's been taking lessons from a great teacher
ANDRE:
From whom?
CHRISTINE:
message, sir, from the Opera Ghost.
FIRMIN:
God in Heaven, you're all obsessed!
GIRY:
He merely welcomes you to his opera house
and commands you to continue to leave Box Five empty for his use
and reminds you that his salary is due.
FIRMIN:
His salary?
GIRY:
Monsieur Lefevre paid him twenty thousand francs a month.
Perhaps you can afford more, with the Vicomte de Chagny as your patron.
ANDRE:
Madame, I had hoped to have made that announcement myself.
GIRY:
Will the Vicomte be at the performance tonight, monsieur?
FIRMIN:
Yes, in our box.
ANDRE:
Madame, who is the understudy for this role?
REYER:
There is no understudy, monsieur - the production is new.
MEG:
Christine Daae could sing it, sir.
I don't know, sir . . .
FIRMIN:
Oh, not you as well! Can you believe it? A full house - and we have to cancel!
GIRY:
Let her sing for you monsieur. She has been well taught!
REYER:
From the beginning of the aria then, mam'selle.
Think of Me
CHRISTINE:
Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye. Remember me
every so often -- promise me you'll try.
FIRMIN:
Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.
ANDRE:
Don't fret, Firmin.
CHRISTINE:
On that day, that not so distant day, when you are far away and free,
if you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me ...
And though it's clear, though it was always clear that this was never
meant to be, if you happen to remember, stop and think of me ....
Think of August when the trees were green - don't think about the ways things might have been ...
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Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigned. Imagine me,
trying too hard to put you from my mind. Think of me, please say you'll
think of me, whatever else you choose to do -- There will never be a
day when I won't think of you ...
RAOUL:
Can it be? Can it be Christine? Brava! ... MEG:
I watched your face from the shadows Distant through all the applause I hear your voice in the darkness, but the words aren't yours
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music! Guide and guardian! Grant to me your glory!
MEG:
Brava!
Long ago ... It seems so long ago ... How young and innocent we were
... She may not remember me, but I remember her ...
CHRISTINE:
Flowers fade, the fruits of Summer fade -- they have their season, so
do we ... But please promise me that sometimes, you will think ... ... of me!
GIRY:
Yes, you did well. He will be pleased. (to the DANCERS) And you! You were a disgrace tonight!
Such ronds de jambe! Such temps de cuisse! Come, we rehearse. Now!
Angel of Music
PHANTOM:
Brava, brava, bravissima ...
MEG:
Where in the world have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect!
I only wish I knew your secret! Who is this new tutor?
CHRISTINE:
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 ...
Who is this angel? This ...
BOTH:
Angel of Music! Hide no longer! Secret and strange angel ...
CHRISTINE:
He's with me, even now ...
MEG:
Your hands are cold ...
CHRISTINE:
All around me ...
MEG:
Your face, Christine, it's white ...
CHRISTINE:
It frightens me...
MEG:
Don't be frightened ...
GIRY:
Meg Giry. Are you a dancer? Then come and practice.
My dear, I was asked to give you this.
CHRISTINE:
A red scarf ... the attic ... Little Lotte ...
ANDRE:
A tour de force! No other way to describe it!
FIRMIN:
What a relief! Not a single refund!
MME. FIRMIN: Greedy.
ANDRE:
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Richard, I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss Daa?
FIRMIN:
Here we are, Monsieur le Vicomte.
RAOUL:
Gentlemen if you wouldn't mind.
This is one visit I should prefer to make Those picnics in the attic? or of chocolates
CHRISTINE:
Father playing the violin ...
RAOUL:
As we read to each other dark stories of the North ... unaccompanied.
ANDRE:
As you wish, monsieur.
FIRMIN:
They appear to have met before ...
Little Lotte
RAOUL:
Christine Daae, where is your scarf?
CHRISTINE: Monsieur?
RAOUL:
You can't have lost it. Not after all the trouble I took.
I was just fourteen and soaked to the skin ...
CHRISTINE:
Because you had run into the sea to fetch my scarf.
Oh, Raoul. So it is you!
RAOUL:
Christine.
Little lotte Let your mind wander ...
CHRISTINE:
Remember that, too ... ?
RAOUL:
Little lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls,
BOTH:
Or of goblins or shoes
CHRISTINE:
Or of riddles or frocks ...
RAOUL:
CHRISTINE:
No, what I love best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed,
and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!"
BOTH:
the Angel of Music sings song in my head!
CHRISTINE:
Father said, "When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the Angel of Music to you".
Well, father is dead, Raoul, and I have been visited by the Angel of Music.
RAOUL:
There's no doubt of that. But now, we'll go to supper!
CHRISTINE:
No, Raoul, the Angel of Music is very strict.
RAOUL:
I shan't keep you up late!
CHRISTINE:
No, Raoul ...
RAOUL:
You must change. I must get my hat. Two minutes Little Lotte.
CHRISTINE: Raoul!
Things have changed, Raoul.
The Mirror
PHANTOM:
Insolent boy!
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This slave of fashion, basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!
CHRISTINE:
Angel! I hear you! Speak - I listen ...
stay by my side, guide me!
Angel, my soul was weak - forgive me ...
enter at last, Master!
PHANTOM:
Flattering child, you shall know me,
see why in shadow I hide!
Look at your face in the mirror - I am there inside!
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian! Grant to me your glory!
Angel of Music! Hide no longer!
Come to me, strange angel ...
The Phantom of the Opera
CHRISTINE:
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 ...
PHANTOM:
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 ...
CHRISTINE:
Those who have seen your face draw back in fear ...
I am the mask you wear ...
PHANTOM:
It's me they hear ...
BOTH:
Your/my spirit and your/my voice in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there - inside your/my mind ...
CHORUS:
He's there,
the Phantom of the Opera ...
Beware, the Phantom of the Opera ...
PHANTOM:
In all your fantasies, you always knew
that man and mystery ...
CHRISTINE:
... were both in you ...
BOTH:
And in this labyrinth, where night is blind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind ...
PHANTOM:
Sing, my Angel of Music!
CHRISTINE:
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera ...
PHANTOM:
Sing for me ... sing. Sing my Angel ... sing. Sing for me.
PHANTOM:
I have brought you to the seat of sweet music's throne ...
To this kingdom where all must pay homage to music ...
Music ... You have come here for one purpose and one alone ...
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Since the moment I first heard you sing, I have needed you with me to serve me, to sing for my music ... my music ...
The Music of the Night
PHANTOM:
Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation ...
Darkness stirs andwakes imagination ... Silently the senses abandon their 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 ...
I Remember / Stranger than you
Dreamt it
CHRISTINE:
I remember, there was mist ...
defenses ...
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour ...
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender ...
Turn your face away from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light
and listen to the music of the night ...
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar!
And you'll live as you've never lived before ...
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 ...
Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world!
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belongto me ...
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication! Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
Swirling mist upon a vast glossy lake ... There were 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?
PHANTOM:
Damn you! You little prying 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 heaven, secretly, secretly ... But, Christine, fear can turn to love
You'll 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.
Magical Lasso
BUQUET:
Like yellow parchment is his skin ... A great black hole serves as the nose that never grew ...
You must be always on your guard ... Or he will catch you with his magical
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lasso ... !
GIRY:
Those who speak of what they know, find too late that prudent silence is wise ...
Joseph Buquet, hold your tongue
He will burn you with the heat of his Christine enjoyed a great success!
We were hardly bereft when Carlotta left --
otherwise, the chorus was entrancing, but the dancing was a lamentable mess!"
FIRMIN:
eyes ... !
Notes/Prima Donna
FIRMIN:
"Mystery after gala night,"
it says, "Mystery of soprano's flight!" "Mystified," baffled Surete say,
"We are mystified -- we suspect foul play!"
Bad news on soprano scene -- first Carlotta, now Christine!
Ah, but still at least the seats get sold -- gossip's worth its weight in gold ...
Diva tenders resignation! Cover does a moonlight flit! Half your cast disappears, but the crowd still cheers! Opera!
To hell with Gluck and Handel --
have a scandal and you're sure to have a hit!
ANDRE:
Damnable!
Will they all walk out? This is damnable!
FIRMIN:
Andre, please don't shout ... It's publicity!
And the take is vast! Free publicity!
ANDRE:
But we have no cast ...
FIRMIN:
But Andre,
have you seen the queue?
Oh, it seems you've got one too ...
ANDRE:
"Dear Andre, what a charming gala!
"Dear Firmin, just a quick 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!"
BOTH:
Who would have the gall to send this? Someone with a peurile brain!
FIRMIN:
These are both signed "O.G." ...
ANDRE:
Who the hell is he?
BOTH:
"Opera ghost!"
FIRMIN:
It's really not amusing!
ANDRE:
He's abusing our position!
FIRMIN:
In addition he wants money!
ANDRE:
He's a funny sort of spectre ...
BOTH:
... to expect a large retainer!
Nothing plainer -- He is clearly quite insane!
RAOUL:
Where is she?
ANDRE:
You mean Carlotta?
RAOUL:
I mean, Miss Daae -- where is she?
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FIRMIN:
Well, how should we know?
RAOUL:
I want an answer --
I take it that you sent me this note?
FIRMIN:
What's all this nonsense?
ANDRE:
Of course not!
FIRMIN:
Don't look at us!
RAOUL:
She's not with you, then?
FIRMIN:
Of course not!
ANDRE:
We're in the dark ...
RAOUL:
Monsieur, don't argue --
Isn't this the letter you wrote?
FIRMIN:
And what is it that we're meant to have wrote?
Written!
ANDRE:
"Do not fear for Miss Daae.
The Angel of Music has her under his wing.
Make no attempt to see her again."
RAOUL:
If you didn't write it, who did?
CARLOTTA:
Where is he?
ANDRE:
Ah, welcome back!
CARLOTTA:
Your precious patron --
CARLOTTA/PIANGI:
Where is he?
RAOUL:
What is it now?
CARLOTTA:
I have your letter --
a letter which I rather resent!
FIRMIN:
And did you send it?
RAOUL:
Of course not!
ANDRE:
As if he would!
CARLOTTA/PIANGI: You didn't send it?
RAOUL:
Of course not!
FIRMIN:
What's going on ... -
CARLOTTA:
You dare to tell me
that this is not the letter you sent?!
RAOUL:
And what is it that I'm meant to have sent?
"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."
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
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:
Miss Daae has returned.
FIRMIN:
In which case, I think our meeting is adjourned.
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ANDRE:
Where precisely is she now?
GIRY:
I thought it best that she went home ... Should these commands be ignored, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur ...
FIRMIN:
"... I remain, gentlemen, your obedient
MEG:
She needed rest.
RAOUL:
May I see her?
GIRY:
No, monsieur, she will see no one.
CARLOTTA/PIANGI:
Will she sing? Will she sing?
GIRY:
Here, I have a note ...
RAOUL/CARLOTTA/ANDRE: Let me see it!
FIRMIN: Please!
"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:
... shall give you one last chance ... 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 the 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 open for me.
servant, O.G."
MEG:
Christine ... Christine.
CARLOTTA: Christine!
ANDRE:
Whatever next ... ?
CARLOTTA/PIANGI:
It's all a ploy to help Christine!
FIRMIN:
This is insane ...
CARLOTTA:
I know who sent this The Vicomte -- her lover!
RAOUL:
Indeed? Can you believe this?
ANDRE:
Signora!
PIANGI:
How can you do this?
CARLOTTA:
I am unwanted!
FIRMIN:
This is a joke!
ANDRE:
This changes nothing!
CARLOTTA:
I am unwelcome!
FIRMIN:
Signora!
ANDRE:
You are our star!
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FIRMIN:
And always will be!
ANDRE:
Signora ...
FIRMIN:
The man is mad!
ANDRE:
We don't take orders!
FIRMIN:
Miss Daae will be playing the Pageboy -- the silent role ...
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Carlotta will be playing the lead!
PIANGI:
You don't deserve her!
CARLOTTA:
It's useless trying to appease me!
PIANGI:
Appease her --
CARLOTTA:
You're only saying this to please me!
PIANGI:
To please her --
CARLOTTA:
I will not listen!
You thus insult the honour of your prima donna?
CARLOTTA/PIANGI: Padre mio! Dio!
GIRY:
Who scorn his word, beware to those ...
CARLOTTA:
You have reviled me!
GIRY:
The angel sees, the angel knows ...
RAOUL:
Why did Christine fly from my arms ... ?
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MEG:
Christine ...
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/PIANGI:
This is uncalled-for for! This is unfounded! This is unheard of!
GIRY:
The angel knows, the angel hears ...
RAOUL:
Where did she go?
CARLOTTA:
You are unthinking! You are unfeeling!
PIANGI:
They are unthinking. They are unfeeling.
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/PIANGI: You go too far!
ANDRE:
Your public needs you!
FIRMIN:
We need you, too!
CARLOTTA:
Would you not rather have your precious little ingenue?
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Signora, no! the world wants you!
Prima donna, first lady of the stage! Your devotees are on their knees to ANDRE:
We get our opera ...
FIRMIN:
She gets her limelight!
CARLOTTA:
Follow where the limelight leads you!
PIANGI:
The limelight once again shall shine implore you!
ANDRE:
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!
ANDRE:
Think of your muse ...
FIRMIN:
And of the queues of the theatre!
BOTH:
Can you deny us the triumph in store? Sing, prima donna, once more!
RAOUL:
Christine spoke of an angel ...
CARLOTTA:
You took a snub
but there's a public who need you!
GIRY:
She has heard the voice of the angel of music ...
ANDRE/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 ... ?
upon her.
MEG:
Is this ghost an angel or madman ... ?
RAOUL:
Angel or madman ... ?
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Leading ladies are a trial!
CARLOTTA:
Prima donna, your song shall never die!
PIANGI:
When she sings we see heaven
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:
Order! Warnings! Lunatic demands!
GIRY:
This miscasting will invite damnation ...
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Tears ... oaths ... lunatic demands are regular occurrences!
PIANGI:
Unending ovation now and always ...
MEG:
Bliss or damnation? Which has claimed her?
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CARLOTTA:
Think how you'll shine in that final re-elected?
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
encore!
Sing, prima donna, once more!
GIRY:
Oh fools, to have flouted his warnings!
RAOUL:
Surely, for her sake ...
PIANGI:
Surely heads will roll ...
MEG:
Surely he'll strike back ...
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Surely there'll be further scenes - worse than this!
GIRY:
Think, before those demands are rejected!
RAOUL:
... I must see these demands are rejected!
PIANGI:
If his threats and demands are rejected.
MEG:
... if his threats and demands are rejected!
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve a chorus girl,
who's gone and slept with her patron? Raoul and his soubrette, entwined in love's duet!
Although he may demur, he must have been with her!
MEG/RAOUL:
Christine must be protected!
PIANGI/GIRY:
Honour must be protected!
CARLOTTA:
Deposed! Rejected! Reappraised and
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!
PIANGI:
Their 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 ...
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Prima donna, the world is at your feet! A nation waits, and how it hates to be cheated!
CARLOTTA/PIANGI:
The stress that falls upon a famous prima donna!
Terrible diseases, coughs and colds and sneezes!
Still, the dryest throat will reach the highest note,
in search of a 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 ...
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ALL:
Light up that stage with that age-old rapport!
Sing, prima donna, once more!
PHANTOM:
So, it is to be war between us! If these demands are not met, a
disaster beyond your imagination will
ANDRE:
The old singers ...
FIRMIN:
The old audience ...
ANDRE:
And every seat sold!
occur!
ALL:
Once more!
Poor Fool, He Makes Me Laugh
RAOUL:
Gentlemen, if you would care to take your seats ...
I shall be sitting in Box Five.
ANDRE:
Do you really think that's wise, monsieur?
RAOUL:
My dear Andre,
there would appear to be no seats available other than Box Five.
CONFIDANTE:
They say that this youth has set my Lady'sheart aflame!
1ST FOP:
His Lordship sure would die of shock!
2ND FOP:
His Lordship is a laughing-stock!
CONFIDANTE:
Should he suspect her, God protect her!
ALL THREE:
Shame! Shame! Shame!
This faithless lady's bound for Hades! Shame! Shame! Shame!
ANDRE:
Nothing like the old operas!
FIRMIN:
Or the old scenery ...
FIRMIN:
Hardly a disaster beyond all imagination!
COUNTESS:
Serafimo - your disguise is perfect. Who can this be?
DON ATTILIO:
Gentle wife, admit your loving husband.
My love - I am called to England on affairs of State,
and must leave you with your new maid. (Aside) Though I'd gladly take the maid with me.
COUNTESS:
(aside)The old fool's leaving!
DON ATTILIO:
(aside)I suspect my young bride is untrue to me.
I shall not leave, but shall hide over there to observe her! Addio!
COUNTESS: Addio!
BOTH:
Addio!
CARLOTTA:
Serafimo! Away with this pretense!
You cannot speak, but kiss me in my husband's absence!
Poor fool, he makes me laugh!
Time I tried to get a better better half! Poor fool, he doesn't know!
If he knew, the fool, he never would have gone!
PHANTOM:
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Did I not instruct that Box Five was to be kept empty?
MEG:
He's here: the Phantom of the Opera ...
RAOUL:
Why have you brought me here?
CHRISTINE:
CHRISTINE:
It's him! I know it, it's him!
CARLOTTA:
Your part is silent ... little toad!
PHANTOM:
A toad, madame? Perhaps it is you who are the toad!
CARLOTTA:
Serafimo! Away with this pretense!
You cannot speak, but kiss me in my ... croak!
Poor fool, he makes me laugh! Croak! Croak!
PHANTOM:
Behold! She is singing to bring down the chandelier!
ANDRE:
Ladies and gentlemen,
the performance will continue in ten minutes time,
when the role of the Countess will be sung by Miss Christine Daae.
In the meantime, ladies and gentlemen, we shall be giving you the
ballet from Act Three of tonight's opera. Maestro, the ballet, NOW!
CHRISTINE:
Raoul! Raoul!
RAOUL:
Christine! Come with me!
CHRISTINE:
No, we must go up! To the roof!
ANDRE:
Ladies and gentlemen, please! Remain in your seats! Do not panic! It
was an accident, simply an accident!
Why Have You Brought Me Here?
/Raoul, I've been there
Don't take me back there!
RAOUL:
We must return!
CHRISTINE:
He'll kill me ...
His eyes will find me there!
RAOUL:
Christine, don't say that ...
CHRISTINE:
Those eyes that hurt ...
RAOUL:
Don't even think it ...
CHRISTINE:
And if he has to kill a thousand men ...
RAOUL:
Forget this waking nightmare ...
CHRISTINE:
The Phantom of the Opera will kill and kill again ...
RAOUL:
This Phantom is a fable
Believe me ... there is no Phantom of the Opera!
CHRISTINE:
My God, who is this man?
RAOUL:
My God, who is this man?
CHRISTINE:
Who hunts to kill?
RAOUL:
His mask of death ...
CHRISTINE:
I can't escape from him ...
RAOUL:
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Whose is this voice you hear?
CHRISTINE:
I never will ... !
RAOUL:
With every breath ...
BOTH:
And in this labyrinth where night is blind ...
the Phantom of the Opera is here Inside CHRISTINE:
What was that?
All I Ask of You
RAOUL:
No more talk 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, your/my mind ...
RAOUL:
There is no Phantom of the Opera!
CHRISTINE:
Raoul, I've been there ...
to his world of unending night ...
to a world where the daylight dissolves into darkness ... darkness ...
Raoul, I've seen him ...
Can I ever forget that sight?
Can I ever escape from that face? So distorted, deformed ...
It was hardly a face, in that darkness ... darkness ...
But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound ...
In that night, there was music in my mind ...
And through music, my soul began to soar ...
And I heard as I've never heard before!
RAOUL:
What you heard was a dream, and nothing more!
CHRISTINE:
Yet in his eyes, all the sadness of the world ...
those pleading eyes that both threatened ...
and adored ...
RAOUL:
Christine ... Christine ...
PHANTOM:
Christine ...
let daylight dry your tears.
I'm here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you ...
CHRISTINE:
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 ...
RAOUL:
Let me be your shelter, let me be your light.
You're safe: No-one will find you - your fears are far behind you ...
CHRISTINE:
All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night ... and you, always beside me, to hold me and to hide me ...
RAOUL:
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 ...
CHRISTINE:
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime ...
say the word and I will follow you ...
BOTH:
Share each day with me, each night, each morning ...
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CHRISTINE:
Say you love me ...
RAOUL:
You know I do ...
BOTH:
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 ...
CHRISTINE: I must go!
They'll wonder where I am! Wait for me, Raoul!
RAOUL:
Christine, I love you!
CHRISTINE:
Order your fine horses,
be with them at the door ...
RAOUL:
And soon, you'll be beside me ...
CHRISTINE:
You'll guard me and you'll guide me ...
I Gave You My Music
PHANTOM:
I gave you my music ...
Made your song take wing ... and now, how you've repaid me: denied me and betrayed me ...
He was bound to love you when he heard you sing ...
Christine ... Christine ...
CHRISTINE/RAOUL:
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 ...
PHANTOM:
You will curse the day you did not do all that the Phantom asked of you ... ! Go!!!
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Act Two
Masquerade
ANDRE:
M'sieur Firmin?
FIRMIN:
M'sieur Andre?
Dear Andre, what a splendid party!
ANDRE:
The prologue to a bright new year!
FIRMIN:
Quite a night! I'm impressed!
ANDRE:
Well, one does one's best ...
ANDRE/FIRMIN: Here's to us!
FIRMIN:
The toast of all the city
Such a pity that the Phantom can?t be here!
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 ghost ... 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 ...
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 and friend who ever knew you!
Masquerade! Leering satyrs, peering eyes ...
Masquerade! Run and hide - but a face will still pursue you!
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:
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No more notes!
PIANGI:
No more ghosts!
GIRY:
Here's a health!
ANDRE:
Here's a toast: to a prosperous year!
FIRMIN:
To the new chandelier!
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:
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 you 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 ...
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!
PHANTOM:
Why so silent, good monsieurs?
Did you think that I had left you for good?
Have you missed me, good monsieurs? I have written you an opera!
Here I bring the finished score! Don Juan Triumphant!
I advise you to comply, my instructions should be clear,
Remember there are worse things than a shattered chandelier ...
Your chains are still mine You will sing for me ... !
RAOUL:
Madame Giry. Madame Giry . . .
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GIRY:
Monsieur, don't ask me - I know no more than anyone else.
RAOUL:
That's not true. You've seen something, haven't you ?
GIRY:
I don't know what I've seen ... Please don't ask me, monsieur ...
RAOUL:
Madame, for all our sakes ...
GIRY:
Very well. It was years ago. There was a travelling fair in the city.
Tumblers, conjurors, human oddities ...
RAOUL:
Go on ...
GIRY:
And there was ... I shall never forget him: a man, Iocked in a cage ...
RAOUL:
In a cage ...?
GIRY:
A prodigy, monsieur! Scholar, architect, musician.
RAOUL:
A composer ...
GIRY:
And an inventor too, monsieur.
They boasted he had once built for the Shah of Persia, a maze of mirrors ...
RAOUL:
Who was this man ...?
GIRY:
A freak of nature ...more monster than man ...
RAOUL:
Deformed ...?
GIRY:
From birth, it seemed ...
RAOUL:
My God, Christine!
GIRY:
And then ... he went missing. He escaped.:
RAOUL: Go on.
GIRY:
They never found him...it was said he had died ...
RAOUL:
But he didn't die, did he?
GIRY:
The world forgot him, but I never can For in this darkness I have seen him again ...
RAOUL:
And so our Phantom's this man ...
GIRY:
I have said too much, monsieur. And there have been too many accidents ...
RAOUL:
Accidents?! Madame Giry!
Notes II
ANDRE:
Ludicrous! Have you seen the score?
FIRMIN:
Simply ludicrous!
ANDRE:
It's the final straw!
FIRMIN:
This is lunacy! Well, you know my views
ANDRE:
Utter lunacy!
FIRMIN:
But we daren't refuse...
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ANDRE:
Not another chandelier...
FIRMIN:
Look, my friend, what we have here
ANDRE:
"Dear Andre, Re my orchestrations: We need another first bassoon.
Every note?s overblown-and that third trombone has to go! T
he man could not be deafer, so please preferably one who plays in tune!"
FIRMIN:
"Dear Firmin, vis a vis my opera: some chorus-members must be sacked.
If you could, find out which has a sense of pitch -
wisely, though, I've managed to assign a rather minor role to those who cannot act!"
CARLOTTA: Outrage!
FIRMIN:
What is it now?
CARLOTTA:
This whole affair is an outrage!
FIRMIN:
Signora, please
ANDRE:
Now what's the matter?
CARLOTTA:
Have you seen the size of my part?
ANDRE:
Signora, listen...
PIANGI:
It's an insult!
FIRMIN:
Not you as well!
PIANGI:
Just look at this -it's an insult!
FIRMIN:
Please, understand...
ANDRE:
Signor! Signora!
CARLOTTA:
The things I have to do for my art!
PIANGI:
If you can call this gibberish "art" !
CARLOTTA:
Ah! Here's our little flower!
FIRMIN:
Ah Miss Daae quite the lady of the hour!
ANDRE:
You have secured the largest role in this "Don Juan".
CARLOTTA:
Christine Daae? She doesn't have the voice!
FIRMIN:
Signora, please!
RAOUL:
Then I take it you're agreeing.
CARLOTTA:
She's behind this ...
ANDRE:
It appears we have no choice.
CARLOTTA:
She's the one behind this!Christine Daae!
CHRISTINE:
How dare you!
CARLOTTA:
I'm not a fool!
CHRISTINE:
You evil woman! How dare you!
CARLOTTA:
You think I'm blind?
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CHRISTINE:
This isn't my fault! I don't want any part in this plot!
FIRMIN:
Miss Daae, surely ...
ANDRE:
But why not?
PIANGI:
What does she say?
FIRMIN:
It's your decision - But why not?
CARLOTTA:
She's backing out!
ANDRE:
You have a duty!
CHRISTINE:
I cannot sing it, duty or not!
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine ...You don't have to, they can't make you ...
GIRY:
Please, monsieur: another note.
"Fondest greetings to you all!
A few instructions just before rehearsal starts: Carlotta must be taught to act ..."
PHANTOM'S VOICE:
...not her normal trick of strutting round the stage.
Our Don Juan must lose some weight -it's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age.
And my managers must learn that their place is in an office, not the arts.
As for Miss Christine Daae . . .No doubt she'll do her best -
it's true her voice is good.
She knows, though, should she wish to excel she has much still to learn,
if pride will let her return to me, her
teacher, her teacher...
Your obedient friend...
GIRY:
"... and Angel ..."
RAOUL:
We have all been blind - and yet the answer is staring us in the face.
This could be the chance to ensnare our clever friend ...
ANDRE:
We're listening...
FIRMIN: Go on.
RAOUL:
We shall play his game - perform his work -
but remember we hold the ace.
For, if Miss Daae sings, he is certain to attend...
ANDRE:
We make certain the doors are barred
FIRMIN:
We make certain our men are there
RAOUL:
We make certain they're armed
RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:
The curtain falls -his reign will end!
GIRY:
Madness!
ANDRE:
I'm not so sure...
FIRMIN:
Not if it works...
GIRY:
This is madness!
ANDRE:
The tide will turn!
GIRY:
Monsieur, believe me -there is no way of
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turning the tide!
FIRMIN:
You stick to ballet!
RAOUL:
Then help us!
GIRY:
Monsieur, I can't...
RAOUL:
Instead of warning us
RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN: Help us!
GIRY:
I wish I could...
RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN: Don't make excuses!
RAOUL:
Or could it be that you're on his side?
GIRY:
Monsieur, believe me, I intend no ill but messieurs, be careful -we have seen him kill...
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
We say he'll fall and fall he will!
CARLOTTA:
She's the one behind this! Christine! This is all her doing!
PIANGI:
This is the truth! Christine Daae!
RAOUL:
This is his undoing!
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
If you succeed you free us all -this so called "angel" has to fall!
RAOUL:
Angel of music, fear my fury -Here is where you fall!
GIRY:
Hear my warning! Fear his fury!
CARLOTTA:
What glory can she hope to gain? It's clear to all the girl's insane!
ANDRE:
Christine sings, we'll get our man...
PIANGI:
She is crazy! She is raving!
FIRMIN:
If Christine helps us in this plan...
RAOUL:
Say your prayers, black angel of death!
CHRISTINE:
Please don't...
ANDRE:
If Christine won't, then no-one can
GIRY:
Monsieur, I beg you, do not do this
PIANGI/CARLOTTA:
Gran Dio! Che imbroglio!
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
This will seal his fate!
CHRISTINE:
If you don't stop,I'll go mad!!!
Raoul, I'm frightened - don't make me do this
Raoul, it scares me -don't put me through this ordeal by fire
he'll take me, I know ...we'll be parted for ever, he won't let me go
What I once used to dream I now dread...if he finds me, it won't ever end
and he'll always be there, singing songs in my head
he'll always be there, singing songs in my head...
CARLOTTA:
She's mad...
RAOUL:
You said yourself he was nothing but a
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man.
Yet while he lives, he will haunt us till we're dead
CHRISTINE:
Twisted every way, what answer can I give?
Am I to risk my life, to win the chance to live?
Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice?
Do I become his prey? Do I have any choice?
He kills without a thought, he murders all that's good
I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could
Oh God - if I agree,
what horrors wait for me in this, the Phantom's opera ...?
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine, don't think that I don't care -
but every hope and every prayer rests on you now
So, it is to be war between us! But this time, clever friend, the disaster will be yours!
Don Juan Rehearsal
CHORUS:
Hide our sword now wounded knight! Your vain glorious gasconnade brought you to your final fight for your pride, high price you've paid!
CHRISTINE:
Silken couch and hay-filled barn: both have been his battlefield.
PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan...
REYER:
No, no, no! Chorus, rest, please. Don Juan, Signor Piangi - here is the phrase.
"Those who tangle with Don Juan . . ." If you please?
PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan...
REYER:
No, no. Nearly - but no."Those who tan, tan, tan?
PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan...
CARLOTTA:
His way is better. At least he make it sound like music!
GIRY:
Signora - would you speak that way in the presence of the composer?
CARLOTTA:
The composer is not here. And if he were here, I would...
GIRY:
Are you certain of that, Signora...?
REYER:
So, once again - after seven. Five, six, seven
PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan...
CARLOTTA:
Ah, piu non posso! What does it matter what notes we sing?
GIRY:
Have patience, Signora.
CARLOTTA:
No-one will know if it is right or if it is wrong. No-one will care if
it is right, or if it is wrong.
CARLOTTA:
Those who tangle with Don Juan!
PIANGI:
Those who tan . . . tan . . .Is right?
CHRISTINE:
Not quite, Signor: Those who tan ... tan ...
REYER:
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Ladies ... Signor Piangi ... if you please ...
ALL EXCEPT CHRISTINE:
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
you will have to pay the bill -tangled in the winding sheets!
CHRISTINE:
In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came ...
that voice which calls to me and speaks my name ...
Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing
Her Father promised her that he would send her the Angel of Music Her father promised her... Her father promised her
Wishing you were Somehow here again
CHRISTINE:
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!
Wandering Child ... /Bravo, Monsieur ...
PHANTOM:
Wandering child, so lost, so helpless ... yearning for my guidance ...
CHRISTINE:
Angel or father ... friend ... or Phantom ... ?
Who is it there, staring ... ?
PHANTOM:
Have you forgotten your Angel ... ?
CHRISTINE:
Angel ... oh, speak ...
What endless longings echo in this whisper ... !
PHANTOM:
Too long you've wandered in winter ... Far from my far-reaching gaze ...
CHRISTINE:
Wildly my mind beats against you ...
PHANTOM:
You resist ...
BOTH:
Yet your/the soul obeys ...
PHANTOM:
Angel of Music! You denied me, turning from true beauty ...
Angel of Music! Do not shun me ... Come to your strange Angel!
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music! I denied you, turning from true beauty ...
Angel of Music! My protector ... Come to me, strange Angel!
PHANTOM:
I am your Angel of Music ... Come to me: Angel of Music ...
RAOUL:
Leave her!
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You have no claim on her ... Leave her! Your words are wasted --
Can't you see she'll never be yours? Christine! Christine!
CHRISTINE: Raoul!
PHANTOM:
Bravo, monsieur! Such spirited words!
RAOUL:
More tricks, monsieur?
PHANTOM:
Let's see, monsieur, how far you dare go?
RAOUL:
More deception? More violence?
PHANTOM:
That's right, that's right, monsieur, keep walking this way!
RAOUL:
You can't win her love by making her your prisoner.
PHANTOM:
I'm here, I'm here, monsieur: the Angel of Death!
Come on, come on, monsieur, don't stop, don't stop!
CHRISTINE: Raoul!!
PHANTOM: Don't go!!
So be it! Now let it be war upon you both !
CHIEF:
You understand your instructions?
FIREMEN: Sir!
CHIEF:
When you hear the whistle, take up your positions.
I shall then instruct you to secure the doors.
It is essential that all doors are properly secured.
FIRMIN:
Are we doing the right thing, Andre?
ANDRE:
Have you got a better idea?
CHIEF:
Monsieur le Vicomte, am I to give the order?
RAOUL:
Give the order.
RAOUL:
You in the pit - do you have a clear view of this box?
MARKSMAN: Yes, sir.
RAOUL:
Remember, when the time comes, shoot. Only if you have to - but shoot. To kill.
MARKSMAN:
How will I know, sir?
RAOUL:
You'll know.
FIRMIN:
Monsieur le Vicomte, are you confident that this will work? Will Miss Daae sing?
RAOUL:
Don't worry, Firmin. Andre?
ANDRE:
We're in your hands, sir.
CHIEF:
My men are now in position, sir.
RAOUL:
Go ahead, then.
CHIEF:
Are the doors secure?
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The FIREMEN answering one by one: "Secure."'
PHANTOM'S VOICE:
I'm here: The Phantom of the Opera . . . I'm here: The Phantom of the Opera . . .
RAOUL:
You fool, I said only when the times comes!
MARKSMAN:
But, Monsieur le Vicomte . . .
PHANTOM'S VOICE:
No "buts"! For once, Monsieur le Vicomte is right.
Seal my fate tonight - I hate to have to cut the fun short but the joke's wearing thin
Let the audience in ... let my opera begin!
Don Juan performance
CHORUS:
Here the sire may serve the dam, here the master takes his meat!
Here the sacrificial lam butters one despairing bleat!
CARLOTTA AND CHORUS:
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
you will have to pay the bill -tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the meal and serve the maid! Serve the master so that,
when tables, plans and maids are laid, Don Juan triumphs once again!
DON JUAN:
Passarino, faithful friend, once again recite the plan.
PASSARINO:
Your young guest believes I'm you - I, the master, you, the man.
DON JUAN:
When you met you wore my cloak, with my scarf you hid your face.
She believes she dines with me, in her master's borrowed place!
Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine.
When it's late and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine . . .
PASSARINO:
You come home! I use your voice - slam the door like crack of doom!
DON JUAN:
I shall say: "come - hide with me! Where,
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" and "when" - no use resisting:
abandon thought, and let the dream descend ...
What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlock its door?
oh, where? Of course - my room!"
PASSARINO:
Poor thing hasn't got a chance!
DON JUAN:
Here's my hat, my cloak and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not forget myself and laugh...
AMINTA:
". . . no thoughts within her head, but thoughts of joy!
No dreams within her heart but dreams of love!"
PASSARINO: Master?
PHANTOM:
Passarino - go away, for the trap is set and waits for its prey!
Point of No Return
PHANTOM:
You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge,
in pursuit of that wish,
which till now has been silent, silent ...
I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge -
in your mind you've already succumbed to me,
dropped all defenses, completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me: no second thoughts,
you've decided, decided ...
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 ...
CHRISTINE:
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 and 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 ... ?
BOTH:
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 ...
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PHANTOM:
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 ...
CARLOTTA:
What is it? What has happened? Ubaldo! Murderer
PHANTOM:
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 to this cold and dismal place?
Not for any mortal sin, but the
ANDRE:
Oh, my God ... my God ...
FIRMIN:
We're ruined, Andre - ruined!
GIRY:
Monsieur le Vicomte! Come with me!
CARLOTTA:
Oh, my darling, my darling ... who has done this? You! Why did you let this happen?
GIRY:
Monsieur le Vicomte, I know where they are.
RAOUL:
But can I trust you?
GIRY:
You must. But remember: your hand at the level of your eyes!
RAOUL:
But why ... ?
GIRY:
Why? The Punjab lasso, monsieur. First Buquet. Now Piangi.
MEG:
Like this, monsieur. I'll come with you.
GIRY:
No, Meg! No, you stay here! Come with me, monsieur. Hurry, or we shall be too late ...
Down once more/Track down this
wickedness of my abhorrent face!
MOB:
Track down this murderer! He must be found!
PHANTOM:
Hounded out by everyone! Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone! No compassion anywhere! Christine, Christine ... Why, why ... ?
GIRY:
Your hand at the level of your eyes!
RAOUL:
... at the level of your eyes ...
MOB:
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 ...
CHRISTINE:
Have you gorged yourself at last, in your lust for blood?
Am I now to be prey to your lust for flesh?
PHANTOM:
That fate, which condemns me to wallow in blood
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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 Why should I make her pay for the sins which are yours?
Order your fine horses now!
Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes!
Nothing can save you now - except perhaps Christine ...
clothing ...
Pity comes too late -
turn around and face your fate: An eternity of this before your eyes!
CHRISTINE:
This haunted face holds no horror for me now ...
It's in your soul that the true distortion lies ...
PHANTOM:
Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest! Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight! I had rather hoped that you would come And now my wish comes true - You have truly made my night!
RAOUL:
Free her!
Do what you like, only free her! Have you no pity?
PHANTOM:
Your lover makes a passionate plea!
CHRISTINE:
Please, Raoul, it's useless ...
RAOUL:
I love her!
Does that mean nothing? I love her! Show some compassion ...
PHANTOM:
The world showed no compassion to me!
RAOUL:
Christine ... Christine ... Let me see her ...
PHANTOM:
Be my guest, sir ... Monsieur, I bid you welcome!
Did you think that I would harm her?
Start a new life with me -
Buy his freedom with your love!
Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death!
This is the choice -
This is the point of no return!
CHRISTINE:
The tears I might have shed for your dark fate
grow cold, and turn to tears of hate ...
RAOUL:
Christine, forgive me, please forgive me ...
I did it all for you, and all for nothing ...
CHRISTINE:
Farewell, my fallen idol and false friend ...
We had such hopes, but now these hopes lie murdered
PHANTOM:
Too late for turning back,
too late for prayers and useless pity ...
RAOUL:
Say you love him, and my life is over!
PHANTOM:
Past all hope of cries for help: no point in fighting ...
RAOUL:
Either way you choose, he has to win ...
PHANTOM:
For either way you choose, you cannot win!
So, do you end your days with me, or do you send him to his grave?
RAOUL:
Why make her lie to you, to save me?
CHRISTINE:
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Angel of Music ...
PHANTOM:
Past the point of no return -
RAOUL:
For pity's sake, Christine, say no!
CHRISTINE:
... why this torment?
PHANTOM:
... the final threshold ...
RAOUL:
Don't throw your life away for my sake ...
CHRISTINE:
Why do you curse mercy?
PHANTOM:
His life is now the prize which you must earn!
RAOUL:
I fought so hard to free you ...
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music ...
PHANTOM:
You've passed the point of no return ...
CHRISTINE:
... you deceived me - I gave my mind blindly ...
PHANTOM:
You try my patience - make your choice!
CHRISTINE:
Pitiful creature of darkness ... What kind of life have you known ... ?
God, give me courage to show you you are not alone ...
MOB: Some:
Track down this murderer - he must be found!
Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground!
Too long he's preyed on us - but know
we know:
the Phantom of the Opera is there, deep down below ...
Others:
Who is this monster, this murdering beast?
Revenge for Piangi! Revenge for Buquet! This creature must never go free ...
PHANTOM:
Take her - forget me - forget all of this ... Leave me alone - forget all you've seen ...
Go now - don't let them find you!
Take the boat - swear to me never to tell The secret you know of the angel in hell! Go ... Go now - go now and leave me!
Masquerade ... Paper faces on parade ... Masquerade ... Hide your face, so the world will never find you ...
Christine, I love you ...
CHRISTINE:
Say you'll share with me, one love, one lifetime ...
say the word and I will follow you...
RAOUL:
Share each day with me ...
CHRISTINE:
... each night ...
BOTH:
... each morning ...
PHANTOM:
You alone can make my song take flight -
it's over now, the music of the night ...
(The End)
(Edited by Dragontooth)
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