Opera Populaire, 1881
"V tú noc bola v mojej mysli hudba."
Overture/Hannibal Rehearsal
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 trumpeting elephants sound -
hear, Romans, now and tremble!
Hark to their step on the ground -
BOTH:
Hear
the drums!
Hannibal comes!
PIANGI:
Sad to return to find the land we love threatened once more by Roma's far-reaching grasp
(spoken):
REYER:
No, no, no, no!
Signor, if you please
"Rome!" We say "Rome" not "Roma"!
PIANGI:
Rome... Rome is very awful, very, very awful
I am from Italy
REYER:
Well, once again from "Sad return to" if you please
(sung)
PIANGI:
Sad to return to find the land we love threatened once more by Rome's far-reaching grasp
(dance scene)
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 the sweetest of charms
My heart and soul surrender
CHORUS WITH CARLOTTA AND PIANGI:
The trumpeting elephants sound, hear, Romans, now and tremble!
Hark to their step on the ground, hear the drums! Hannibal comes!
(spoken)
LEFEVRE:
Rehearsals, as you see, are under way, for a new production of Chalumeau's "Hannibal".
Ladeis and gentlemen, ladeis and gentlemen, please, ladies and... Madame Giry!
Thank you
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 you to the two gentlemen who now own the Opera Populaire, Monsieur Richard Firmin and Monsieur Gilles Andre.
Gentlemen, Signora Carlotta Giudicelli, our leading soprano for five seasons now.
ANDRÉ:
Of course, of course, I know all your greatest roles, signora.
LEFEVRE:
And Signor Ubaldo Piangi.
FIRMIN:
An honor, signor.
ANDRÉ:
If I remember rightly, Signora, Elissa has a rather fine aria in Act Three of Hanniball. I wonder, signora, if, as a personal favour, zou would oblige us with a private rendition? Unless, of course, Monsieur Reyer objects...
CARLOTTA:
My manager commmands, monsieur Reyer!
REYER:
My diva commands. Will two bars be sufficient introduction?
FIRMIN:
Two bars will be quite sufficient
Think of Me
CARLOTTA (sung):
Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remeber me, every so often
Promise me, you'll try
On that day, that not so distant day
When you´re faraway and free
If you ever find a moment, psare a thought for me
Think of me, think of warmly...
(the backdrop fell)
MEG:
He's there the Phantom of the Opera!
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera!
(spoken) FIRMIN:
Mademoiseille, please!
LEFEVRE:
Buquet, where is Buquet?
Get the man down here!
Buquet, Chief of the flys, he´s responsable for this
Buquet, for God´s sake, man, what´s going on up there?
BUQUET (sung):
Please, monsieur, don´'t look at me
As God´s my witness I was not at my fault
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!
FIRMIN:
Good heavens I have never known such insolence!
ANDRÉ:
Signora.. Please!
These things do happen
CARLOTTA:
These things do happen..
These things do happen
You have been here five minutes, what do you know?
Si, these things do happen, all the time!
For the past three years these things do happen!
And did you stop them? No!
And you, you´re as bad as him!
These things do happen
Well, until you stop these things happen, these things does not happen...
Ubaldo! Andiamo!
PIANGI:
Amateurs!
LEFEVRE:
I don't think that there's much more I can do to assist you, gentlemen.
Good luck. If you need me, I shall be in Frankfurt.
ANDRÉ:
But, monsiuer!
La Carlotta will be back
MADAME GIRY:
You think so, messieurs?
I have a message, sir.
From the Opera Ghost.
FIRMIN:
Oh God,E you're all obsessed!
MADAME GIRY:
He merely welcomes you to his Opera house, commands that you continue to leave box five empty for his use. And reminds you that his salary is due.
FIRMIN:
His salary?
MADAME GIRY:
Monsieur Lefevre paid him twenty-thousand francs a month. Perhaps, you could afford more, with the Vicomte the Chagny as your patron?
ANDRÉ:
Madame, I had hoped to have made that announcement myself.
MADAME GIRY:
Will the Vicomte view the performance this evening, monsieur?
FIRMIN:
In our box
ANDRÉ:
Madame, who is the understudy for the role?
REYER:
There is no understudy, sir. The production is new.
MEG:
Christine Daaé could sing it, sir.
FIRMIN:
A ballet girl...
MEG:
She´s been taking lessons from a great teacher.
ANDRÉ:
Oh, from whom?
CHRISTINE:
I don´'t know, sir...
FIRMIN:
Oh, not you as well
ANDRÉ:
Daaé? As a curious name?
Any relation the violinist?
CHRISTINE:
My father, sir.
MADAM GIRY:
Let her sing for you, monsieur. She has been well taught.
ANDRÉ:
Very well
REYER:
From the beginning of the aria, then
CHRISTINE:
Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
FIRMIN:
André, this doing nothing for my nerves!
ANDRÉ:
Don't fret, Firmin!
CHRISTINE:
Remember me, every so often
Promise me you'll try
On that day, that not so distant day
When you are faraway 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 all the things
We've shared and seen
Don't think about the way
Things 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!
RAOUL:
Can it be?
Can it be Christine? Bravo!
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
Ah! Ah! Ah! Of me!
MADAM GIRY (spoken):
(to Christine)
Yes, you did well
He will be pleased
(to dancers)
And you, you were a disgrace!
Such rounds de jambes?
Such temps de cuisse?
Come, we rehears now!
Angel of Music
PHANTOM:
Bravo, bravo, bravissimo!
MEG:
Christine, Christine!
PHANTOM:
Christine...
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
MEG:
I watched your face from the shadows
Distant through all the applause
I hear your voice in the darkness
Yet the words aren´t yours
CHRISTINE:
Angel of music, guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory!
MEG:
Who is this angel?
This-
CHRISTINE & MEG:
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
MADAME GIRY:
Meg Giry? Are you a dancer?
Then go and practice!
(to Christine)
My dear, I was ask to give you this.
(She gives her a letter)
CHRISTINE:
Thank you.
(She opens it)
"A red scarf. The attick. Little Lotte."
ANDRÉ:
A tour de force!
No other way to describe it!
FIRMIN:
What a relief! Not a single refund!
MME. FIRMIN:
Reedy!
ANDRÉ:
Richard, I think we've made quite a discovery with Miss Daaé!
FIRMIN:
Here we are, monsieur le Vikomte.
RAOUL:
Gentlemen, if you wouldn't mind. This one visit I should prefer to make unnacompanied.
ANDRÉ:
As you wish, monsieur.
FIRMIN:
They appear to have met before...
RAOUL:
Christine Daaé, where is your red scarf?
CHRISTINE:
Monsieur?
RAOUL:
You can't have lost it. After all the trouble I took. I was just fourteen and soaked to the skin...
CHRISTINE:
Because you had run into the see to fetch my scarf!
Oh Raoul, so it is you!
RAOUL:
Christine!
(he gives her red rose)
Little Lotte/The Mirror (Angel of Music (Reprise))
RAOUL:
Little Lotte let her mind wander
CHRISTINE:
You 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:
Those picnics in the attick
Or of chocolates
CHRISTINE:
Father playing the violin
RAOUL:
As we read to each other dark stories of the North
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 songs in my head
CHRISTINE (spoken):
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:
No doubt of it.
And now we go to supper!
CHRISTINE:
No, Raoul, the angel of music is very strict
RAOUL:
Well, I shan´t keep you up late
CHRISTINE:
No!
RAOUL:
You must change, I must get my hat
Two minutes, little Lotte
CHRISTINE:
Raoul!
Things have changed, Raoul!
PHANTOM:
Insolent boy! 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!
PHANTOM:
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music
I am your Angel of Music!
Come to me, Angel of Music!
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:
My/your spirit and my/your voice
In one combined
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside my/your mind
(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 here/there
Inside my/your mind...
PHANTOM:
My Angel of Music!
CHRISTINE:
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera!
PHANTOM:
Sing for me!
CHRISTINE:
Aaah!
PHANTOM:
Sing!
CHRISTINE:
Aaah!
Aaah!
PHANTOM:
Sing!
CHRISTINE:
Aaah!
Aah!
PHANTOM:
Sing!
CHRISTINE:
Aah!
Aah!
PHANTOM:
Sing for me!!
CHRISTINE:
Aaah!!
PHANTOM:
I have brought you
To the seat of sweet music throne
To this kingdom where all must pay homage to music
Music
You have come here
For one purpose and one alone
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:
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor
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 surround you
Hear it, feel it closing in around you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start a journey to 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 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
I Remember.../Stranger Than You Dreamt It...
CHRISTINE:
I remember there was mist...
swirling mist upon a vast, glassy 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:
No! 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...no
Come we must return! Those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you!
Magical Lasso
JOSEPH BUQUET:
Like yellow parchment is his skin
A great black hole serves as the nose which never grew
You must be always on your guard
Or he will catch you with his magical lasso!
MADAME 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 eyes!
Notes.../Prima Donna
FIRMIN:
Mystery after gala night
It says, mystery of sopranos flight
Mystified, baffled Sûreté say
We are mystified, we suspect foul play
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
ANDRÉ:
Damnable!
Will they all walk out?
This is damnable
FIRMIN:
André, please don't shout
It's publicity, and the take is vast
Free publicity
ANDRÉ:
But we have no cast
FIRMIN:
But André, have you seen the queue?
Oh, it seems you've got one, too
ANDRÉ:
"Dear André, 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"
FIRMIN:
"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"
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Who would have the gall to send this?
Someone with a puerile brain
These are both signed "O.G."
ANDRÉ:
Who the hell is he?
FIRMIN:
Opera Ghost
FIRMIN:
It is nothing short of shoking
ANDRÉ:
He is mocking our position
FIRMIN:
In addition, he wants money
ANDRÉ:
He's a funny sort of spectre
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
To expect a large retainer
Nothing plainer
He is clearly quite insane
RAOUL:
Where is she?
ANDRÉ:
You mean Carlotta?
RAOUL:
I mean Miss Daaé
Where is she?
FIRMIN:
Well, how should we know?
RAOUL:
I want an answer
I take it that you sent me this note
FIRMIN:
What all this nonsense?
ANDRÉ:
Of course not
FIRMIN:
Don't look at us
RAOUL:
She's not with you then?
FIRMIN:
Of course not
ANDRÉ:
We're in the dark
RAOUL:
Isn't this the letter you wrote?
FIRMIN:
And what is is that we're meant to have wrote?
Written
ANDRÉ:
"Do not fear for Miss Daaé
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?
ANDRÉ:
Ah, welcome back
CARLOTTA & PIANGI:
Your precious patron, 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
ANDRÉ:
As if he would
CARLOTTA & PIANGI:
You didn't send it?
RAOUL:
Of course not
FIRMIN:
What going on?
RAOUL:
And what is it that I'm meant to have sent?
"Your days at the Opéra Populaire are numbered
Christine Daaé will be singing on your behalf tonight
Be prepared for a great misfortune
Should you attempt to take her place"
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Far too many notes for my taste
And most of them about Christine
All we've heard since we came
Is Miss Daaé's name
MADAM GIRY:
Miss Daaé has returned
ANDRÉ:
Where precisely is she now?
MADAME GIRY:
I thought it best that she went home
MEG GIRY:
She needed rest
RAOUL:
May I see her?
MADAME GIRY:
No, Monsieur, she will see no one
CARLOTTA & PIANGI:
Will she sing? Will she sing?
MADAME GIRY:
Here, I have a note
ALL (except MEG and MADAME GIRY):
Let me see it!
FIRMIN:
Please
"Gentlemen, I have now sent you several notes of the most amiable nature
Detailing how my theater is to be run, you have not followed my instructions...
PHANTOM:
...I shall give you one last chance
Christine Daaé 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 Daaé in the role of Countess
The role which Miss Daaé 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
PHANTOM & FIRMIN:
A disaster beyond your imagination will occur
I remain, gentlemen, your obedient servant
O.G."
MEG:
Christine! Christine!
CARLOTTA:
Christine!
ANDRÉ:
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?
FIRMIN:
Signora
CARLOTTA:
O traditori
ANDRÉ:
This is a joke
FIRMIN:
This changes nothing
CARLOTTA:
O mentitori
FIRMIN:
Signora
ANDRÉ:
You are our star
FIRMIN:
And always will be
ANDRÉ:
Signora
The man is mad
ANDRÉ:
We don't take orders
FIRMIN:
Miss Daaé will be playing the pageboy, the silent role
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Carlotta will be playing the lead
CARLOTTA:
It's useless trying to appease me
PIANGI:
Appease her!
CARLOTTA:
You're only saying this to please me
PIANGI:
Please her!
CARLOTTA & PIANGI:
Lasciatemi morire
O padre mio
Dio
MADAME GIRY:
Who scorn his word beware to those
The angel sees, the angel knows
MEG:
Christine!
CARLOTTA:
You have reviled me
You have rebuked me
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Signora, pardon us
CARLOTTA:
You have replaced me
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Please Signora, we beseech you
MADAME GIRY:
This hour shall see your darkest fears
RAOUL & MEG:
I must see her!
CARLOTTA & PIANGI:
Abbandonata!
Deseredata!
O sventurata
MADAME GIRY:
The angel sees, the angel hears
RAOUL:
Where did she go?
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Signora, sing for us
CARLOTTA & PIANGI:
Disgraziata
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Don't be a martyr
MADAME GIRY, MEG & RAOUL:
What new surprises lie in store?
FIRMIN:
Your public needs you
ANDRÉ:
We need you, too
CARLOTTA:
Wouldn't you rather have your precious little ingénue?
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Signora, no, the world wants you
Prima Donna, first lady of the stage
Your devotees are on their knees to implore you
ANDRÉ:
Can you bow out when they're shouting your name?
FIRMIN:
Think of how they all adore you
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Prima donna, enchant us once again
ANDRÉ:
Think of your muse
FIRMIN:
And of your queues 'round the theatre
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Can you deny us the triumph in store?
ANDRÉ, FIRMIN & PIANGI:
Sing Prima Donna once more
RAOUL:
Christine spoke of an angel
CARLOTTA:
Prima Donna your song shall live again
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Think of your public
CARLOTTA:
You took a snub but there´s a public who needs you
MADAME GIRY:
She has heard the voice of the Angel of Music
RAOUL:
Is this the Angel of Music?
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Those who hear you liken you to an angel
CARLOTTA:
Think of you to an undying support
ANDRÉ:
We get her Opera
FIRMIN:
She gets her limelight
MEG:
Is this ghost angel or mad man?
RAOUL:
Angel or mad man!
MEG:
Voice of hell or of heaven?
MADAME GIRY:
Heaven help you, those who doubt!
This miscasting will invite damnation
CARLOTTA:
Follow where the lime light leads you
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Leading ladies are a trial
CARLOTTA:
Prima Donna your song shall never die
You'll sing again and to unending ovation
RAOUL:
Orders! Warnings! Lunatic demands!
Surely for her sake!
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Lunatic demands are regular
RAOUL:
I must see these demands are rejected
MEG:
Bliss or demnation?
Which has claimed her?
Surely, he'll strike back, if his threats and demands are rejected.
MEG & RAOUL:
Christine must be protected
MADAME GIRY:
Oh fools, to have flouted his warnings
Think before these demands are rejected
CARLOTTA:
Think how you'll sing in that final
encore
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Sing Prima Donna once more
Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve
A chorus girl whose 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!
RAOUL:
His game is over!
And in box 5 new game will begin!
CARLOTTA:
Fortunata!
Non ancor abbandonata!
ANDRÉ & 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!
MADAME GIRY:
This is a game you cannot hope to win
For if his curse is on this Opera
Then i fear the outcome
Should you dare to
MEG:
But if his curse is on this Opera
Then I fear the outcome when you once again
RAOUL:
Christine plays the pageboy, Carlotta plays the Countess
ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:
Prima Donna the world is at your feet
A nation waits, and how it hates to be cheated!
ALL:
Light up the stage with that age old raport
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 occur
ALL:
Once more!
RAOUL (spoken):
Gentlemen, if you would care to take your seats?
I shall be sitting in Box Five
ANDRÉ (spoken):
Do you really think it´s wise, monsieur?
RAOUL (spoken):
My dear André, there would appear to be no seats available other than Box Five
CONFIDANTE:
They say that this youth has set my Lady's heart 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!
CARLOTTA (as Countess):
Serafimo - your disguise is perfect.
Who can this be?
DON ATTILIO:
Gentle wife, admit your loving husband.
FIRMIN:
Every seems so hardly a disaster beyond imagination.
DON ATTILIO:
My love - I am called to England on affairs of State,
And must leave you with your new maid.
Though I'd happily take the maid with me.
CARLOTTA:
The old fool's leaving!
DON ATTILIO:
I suspect my young bride is untrue to me
I shall not leave but shall hide of there to observe her
Addio!
CARLOTTA:
Addio!
BOTH:
Addio!
CARLOTTA:
Serafimo - away with this pretence!
You cannot speak, but kiss me in my husband's absence!
Il Muto/Poor Fool He makes Me Laugh...
CARLOTTA:
Poor fool, he makes me laugh!
Haha, Haha...
Time I tried to get a better better half!
CARLOTTA & ENSEMBLE:
Poor fool, he doesn't know!
Hoho, Hoho...
If he knew the truth, he'd never, ever go!
PHANTOM:
Did I not instruct that Box Five was to be kept empty?!
MEG:
He's here: the Phantom of the Opera ...
CHRISTINE:
It's him.. I know it, It´s him
CARLOTTA (spoken):
Your part is silent, little toad!
PHANTOM:
A toad, madame? Perhaps it is you who are the toad ...
CARLOTTA (spoken):
Maestro, da capo, per favore.
(sing) Serafimo, away with this pretence!
You cannot speak, but kiss me in my croak...
PHANTOM:
Hahaha!
CARLOTTA:
Poor fool, he makes me laugh -
Hahahahaha! Croak! Ha-croak!
PHANTOM:
Hahahah! Behold, she is singing to bring down the chandelier!
FIRMIN:
Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize, the performance will continue in ten minutes' time when the role of the Countess will be sung by Miss Christine Daaé.
ANDRÉ:
Ladies and getlemen, in the meantime, ladies and gentlemen, we should be giving you the ballet from Act....three of tonight's opera. Maestro, bring the ballet forward! The ballet....Now!
(Ballet scene is interrupted by hanging of Joseph Buquet)
FIRMIN:
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!
RAOUL:
Why have you brought us here?
CHRISTINE:
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 burn!
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:
This mask of death?
CHRISTINE:
I can't escape from him
RAOUL:
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 there/here
Inside 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'd 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 threaten and adore
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine
PHANTOM:
Christine...
CHRISTINE:
What was that?
All I Ask of You
RAOUL:
No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears;
I'm here, nothing will 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
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
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 you
All I Ask of You (Reprise)
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...
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...
RAOUL & CHRISTINE:
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!