Opera Populaire, 1881

Masquerade/Why So Silent?

CHORUS:

Masquerade, paper faces on parade

Masquerade, hide your face so the world will never find you

Masquerade, every face a different shade

Masquerade, look around, there's another mask behind you

Flash of mauve, splash of puce

Fool and king, ghoul and goose

Green and black, queen and priest

Trace of rouge, face of beast, faces

Take your turn, take a ride

On the merry-go-round in an inhuman race

Eye of gold, 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 & RAOUL:

But who can name the face

CHORUS:

Masquerade, grinning yellows, spinning reds

Masquerade, take your fill, let the spectacle astound you

Masquerade, burning glances, turning heads

Masquerade, stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you

Masquerade, seething shadows breathing lies

Masquerade, you can fool any friend who ever knew you

Masquerade, leering satyrs, peering eyes

Masquerade, run and hide, but a face will still pursue you

MADAM GIRY:

What a night

MEG:

What a crowd

ANDRÉ:

Makes you glad

FIRMIN:

Makes you proud

All the crème, de la crème

CARLOTTA:

Watching us and watching them

MADAM GIRY & MEG:

All our fears are in the past

ANDRÉ:

Six months

PIANGI:

Of relief

CARLOTTA:

Of delight

ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:

Of elysian peace

MADAM GIRY & MEG:

And we can breathe at last

CARLOTTA:

No more notes

PIANGI:

No more ghost

MADAM GIRY:

Here's a health

ANDRÉ:

Here's a toast

To a prosperous year

FIRMIN:

To a new chandelier

CARLOTTA & PIANGI:

And may the splendor never fade

ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:

What a blessed release

ANDRÉ:

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:

You promised me, no, Raoul, please don't, they'll see

RAOUL:

Well, then let them see, 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)

CHRISTINE:

You will understand in time

(I'll understand in time)

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

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 Messieurs?

Did you think that I had left you for good?

Have you missed me, good Messieurs?

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!

(To CHRISTINE)

Your chains are still mine

You will sing for me!

RAOUL:

Madam Giry! Madam Giry!

Madam Giry!!

MADAM GIRY:

Monsieur, don´t ask me

I don´t know more than anyone else

RAOUL:

That´s not true

You know something, don´t you?

MADAM GIRY:

I know nothing

Please, monsieur, don´t ask me!

RAOUL:

Madam!

For all our sakes

MADAM GIRY:

Very well

It was years ago

There was a travelling fair in the city

Tumblers, conjurers, human oddities

RAOUL:

Go on!

MADAM GIRY:

And there was...

I shall never forget him

A man locked in a cage

RAOUL:

In a cage?

MADAM GIRY:

A prodigy, monsieur

Scholar, architect, musician

RAOUL:

A composer?

MADAM GIRY:

And an inventor too, monsieur

They boasted he had built for the Shah of Persia a maze of mirrors

RAOUL:

Who was this man?

MADAM GIRY:

A freak a nature, more monster than man

RAOUL:

Deformed?

MADAM GIRY:

From birth, it seemed

RAOUL:

My God...

MADAM GIRY:

And then, he went missing

He escaped...

RAOUL:

Go on!

MADAM GIRY:

They never found him

And was said he had died

RAOUL:

But he didn´t die, did he?

MADAM GIRY:

The world forgot him, but I never can

For in this darkness

I have seen him again

RAOUL:

And so it´s phantom this man

MADAM GIRY:

I have said too much, monsieur, too much!

RAOUL:

No!

MADAM GIRY:

And there have been too many accidents

RAOUL:

Accidents? Madam Giry!

Notes.../Twisted Every Way/Don Juan Triumphant Rehearsal

ANDRÉ:

Ludicrous!

Have you seen the score?

FIRMIN:

Simply ludicrous!

ANDRÉ:

It´s the final straw!

FIRMIN:

This is lunacy!

Well, you know my views...

ANDRÉ:

Utter lunacy!

FIRMIN:

But we daren´t refuse...

ANDRÉ:

Not another

chandelier...

FIRMIN:

Look, my friend, what

we have here...

ANDRÉ:

"Dear André,

Re my orchestrations:

We need another first bassoon.

Get a player with tone -

and that third trombone

has to go!

The man could not be deafer,

so please preferably one

who plays in tune!"

FIRMIN:

"Dear Firmin,

vis á 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 rôle to those

who cannot act!"

CARLOTTA:

Outrage!

FIRMIN:

What is it now?

CARLOTTA:

This whole affair is an outrage!

FIRMIN:

Signora, please...

ANDRÉ:

Now what´s the matter?

CARLOTTA:

Have you seen the size of my part?

ANDRÉ:

Signora, listen...

PIANGI:

It´s an insult!

FIRMIN:

Not you as well!

PIANGI:

Just look at this -

it´s an insult!

FIRMIN:

Please, understand...

ANDRÉ:

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 Daaé,

quite the lady of the hour!

ANDRÉ:

You have secured the largest rôle

in this "Don Juan"

CARLOTTA:

Christine Daaé?

She doesn´t have the voice!

FIRMIN:

Signora, please!

RAOUL:

Then I take it you´re agreeing

CARLOTTA:

She´s behind this...

ANDRÉ:

It appears we have no choice

CARLOTTA:

She´s the one behind this!

Christine Daaé!

CHRISTINE:

How dare you!

CARLOTTA:

I´m not a fool!

CHRISTINE:

You evil woman!

How dare you!

CARLOTTA:

You think I´m blind!

CHRISTINE:

This isn´t my fault.

I don´t want any part in this plot!

FIRMIN:

Miss Daaé, surely...

ANDRÉ:

But why not?

PIANGI:

What does she say?

FIRMIN:

It´s your decision -

But why not?

CARLOTTA:

She´s backing out!

ANDRÉ:

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...

MADAME GIRY:

Please, Monsieur, another note.

ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:

No...

MADAME GIRY:

"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 Daaé...

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...

MADAME GIRY:

"...and Angel..."

CHRISTINE:

I can´t

I won´t do it

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...

ANDRÉ:

We´re listening...

FIRMIN:

Go on...

RAOUL:

We shall play his game - perform his work - but remember we hold the ace...

For, if Miss Daaé sings, he is certain to attend...

ANDRÉ:

We make certain the doors are barred..

FIRMIN:

We make certain our men are there...

RAOUL:

We make certain they´re armed...

RAOUL & ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:

The curtain falls - his reign will end!

MADAME GIRY:

Madness!

ANDRÉ:

I´m not so sure...

FIRMIN:

Not if it works...

MADAME GIRY:

This is madness!

ANDRÉ:

The tide will turn!

MADAME GIRY:

Monsieur, believe me -

there is no way of

turning the tide!

FIRMIN:

You stick to ballet!

RAOUL:

Then help us!

MADAME GIRY:

Monsieur, I can´t...

RAOUL:

Instead of warning us...

RAOUL & ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:

Help us!

MADAME GIRY:

I wish I could...

RAOUL & ANDRÉ & FIRMIN:

Don´t make excuses!

RAOUL:

Or could it be that you´re on his side?

CARLOTTA & PIANGI:

She is accomplice!

MADAME GIRY:

Monsieur, believe me,

I intend no ill...

But messieurs, be careful -

we have seen him kill...

ANDRÉ & 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 Daaé!

RAOUL:

This is his undoing!

ANDRÉ & 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!

MADAME GIRY:

Hear my warning! Fear his fury!

CARLOTTA:

What glory can she hope to gain?

It´s clear to all the girl´s insane!

ANDRÉ:

If 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...

ANDRÉ:

If Christine won´t,

then no-one can...

MADAME GIRY:

Monsieur, I beg you,

do not do this...

PIANGI & CARLOTTA:

Gran Dio!

Che imbroglio!

ANDRÉ & 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 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!

(André, Firmin, Raoul, Carlotta and Piangi persuade her)

CHRISTINE:

I can't!

RAOUL:

Christine!

(to Phantom)

So, it is to be war between us!

But this time, my clever friend, the disaster will be yours!

CHORUS:

Here the sire may serve the dam,

Here the master takes his meat!

Here the sacrificial lamb

Utters one despairing bleat!

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 (to the others):

His way is better. At least he makes it sound like music!

MADAME GIRY (to Carlotta):

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...

MADAME GIRY:

Are you certain of that, signora?

REYER:

So once again, if you please, signor PIangi - after seven

Five, six, seven...

PIANGI:

Those who tangle with Don Juan...

CARLOTTA:

Ah, piú non posso! What does it matter what notes we sing?!

No-one will care if it is right, or if it is wrong! No-one will care! Those who tangle with Don Juan!

CHORUS (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...!/Don Juan Triumphant

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...

RAOUL:

Once again she is his...

PHANTOM:

Far from my fathering gaze...

RAOUL:

Once again she returns...

CHRISTINE:

Wildly my mind beats against you...

PHANTOM:

You resist...

PHANTOM & CHRISTINE:

Yet your/the soul obeys...

RAOUL:

...to the arms

of her angel...

angel or demon... still he calls her...

Luring her back, from the grave

Angel or dark seducer...?

Who are you, strange angel...?

PHANTOM (in counterpoint):

Angel of Music!

You denied me, turning from true beauty...

Angel of Music!

Do not shun me...

Come to your strange Angel...

CHRISTINE (in counterpoint):

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:

Angel of darkness!

Cease this torment!

PHANTOM:

I am your Angel of Music...

Come to me: Angel of Music...

RAOUL:

Christine! Christine, listen to me!

Whatever you may believe, this man...

this thing... is not your father!

Let her go! For God´s sake, let her go! 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,

Don´t stop, don´t stop!

So be it!

Now let it be war upon you both!

CAPTAIN:

You understand your instructions?

When you hit the result, take up your positions

I should instruct you to secure the doors

I tis essential that all door are properly secure

FIRMIN:

André, are we doing the right thing?

ANDRÉ:

Have you got a better idea?

CAPTAIN:

Monsier le Vikomte, am I take to give the order?

RAOUL:

Give the order

You in the pit, do you have the clean view to that box?

POLICEMAN:

Yes, sir

RAOUL:

Remember, when the time comes, shoot only if you have to, but shoot to kill!

POLICEMAN:

How I´ll know, sir?

RAOUL:

You´ll know this

FIRMIN:

Monsieur le Vikomte, do you know for sure that it will work?

Will Miss Daaé sing?

RAOUL:

Don´t worry, Firmin!

André?

ANDRÉ:

We´re in your hands, sir

CAPTAIN:

My men are on positions, sir

RAOUL:

Go ahead then

CAPTAIN:

Are the doors secure?

MAN 1:

Secure!

MAN 2:

Secure!

MAN 3:

Secure!

MAN 4:

Secure!

MAN 5:

Secure!

PHANTOM´S VOICE:

I'm here, the Phantom of the Opera

I´'m here, the Phantom of the Opera

I'm here...

I'm here...

I'm here...

(policeman shoots)

RAOUL:

You idiot!

I said only when the time comes!

POLICEMAN:

But, monsieur le Vikomte...

PHANTOM'S VOICE:

No buts!

For once, monsieur le Vikomte is right

Seel my fate tonight

I hate to have to cut the fun-shot, but the jokes weering on

Let my opera begin!

CHORUS:

Here the sire may serve the dam,

here the master takes his meat!

Here the sacrificial lamb

utters one despairing bleat!

CARLOTTA & 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 (Piangi):

Passarino, faithful friend,

once again recite the plan.

PASSARINO:

Your young guest believes I´m you -

I, the master; you, the man.

DON JUAN (Piangi):

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 (Piangi):

I shall say: "come - hide with me!

Where, oh, where? Of course - my room!"

PASSARINO:

Poor thing hasn´t got a chance!

DON JUAN (Piangi):

Here´s my hat, my cloak and sword.

Conquest is assured,

If I do not forget myself and laugh...

AMINTA (Christine):

"...no thoughts

within her head,

but thoughts of joy!

No dreams

within her heart,

but dreams of love!"

PASSARINO:

Master...

PHANTOM (Don Juan):

Passarino

Go away! for the trap is set and waits for its prey!

The Point of No Return

PHANTOM (Don Juan):

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

Past the point of no return

No backward glances

Our games of make-believe are at an end

Past all thought of if or when

No use resisting

Abandon thought and let the dream descend

What raging fire shall flood the soul?

What rich desire unlocks its door?

What sweet seduction lies before us

Past the point of no return

The final threshold

What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?

Beyond the point of no return?

CHRISTINE (as Aminta):

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, defenseless and silent

And now I am here with you, no second thoughts

I've decided, decided

Past the point of no return

No going back now

Our passion play has now at last begun

Past all thought of right or wrong

One final question

How long should we two wait before we're one?

When will the blood begin to race?

The sleeping bud bursts 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

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-

No!

CARLOTTA:

Oh my God! No, Piangi, my love!

FIRMIN:

Oh my God, we're ruined, André, ruined!

RAOUL:

Where did he take her?

MADAME GIRY:

Come with me monsieur, I will take you to him

But remember, keep your hand at the level of your eyes

MEG:

Like this, monsieur!

I'll go with you!

MADAME GIRY:

No Meg, no, you must stay here

Come with me, monsieur, do as I say

But hurry or we shall be too late!

Down Once More.../Track Down This Murderer/Finale

PHANTOM (to Christine):

Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair

Down we plunge to the prison of my mind

Down that path into darkness deep as hell

Why you ask, was I bound and chained in this cold and dismal place?

Not for any mortal sin, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face!

(Track down this murderer!

He must be found!

Hunt 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

Why, why?

MADAM GIRY:

Your hand at the level of your eyes!

RAOUL:

At the level of your eyes!

(At the level of your eyes!)

MADAM GIRY:

He lives across the lake, monsieur

This is as far as I dare go

RAOUL:

Madam Giry!

Thank you

(Track down this murderer!

He must be found!

Track down this murderer!

He must be found!

He must be found!

Too long he preyed on us

And now we know

The Phantom of the Opera is here

Deep down below

He´s there the Phantom of the Opera

He´s there the Phantom of the Opera)

CHRISTINE (to Phantom):

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

Has also denied me the joys of the flesh

This face, the infection which poisons our love

This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing

A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing

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...

CHRISTINE:

Raoul!

PHANTOM:

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?

Why would 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

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

And now those hopes are shattered

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 hopes in cries for help

No point of fighting

RAOUL (in duet with Phantom):

(For) either way you choose he has to win

PHANTOM (in duet with Raoul):

For either way you choose you cannot win

PHANTOM:

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?

PHANTOM:

Past the point of no return

CHRISTINE:

Angel of music

RAOUL:

For pity's sake Christine, say no!

PHANTOM:

The final threshold

CHRISTINE:

Who deserve this?

RAOUL:

Don't throw your life away for my sake!

PHANTOM:

His life is now the prize which you must earn! 

CHRISTINE:

When will you see reason?

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 you my mind blindly

PHANTOM:

Blindly...

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 VOICES (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 now we know!

The Phantom of the Opera is there,

Deep down below.

MOB VOICES (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 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

RAOUL:

Say the word and I will follow you

CHRISTINE:

Share each day with me, each night, each morning...

PHANTOM:

You alone can make my song take flight!

It's over now, the music of the night!