MEG:
Where in the world have you been hiding?
Realy, you were perfect.
I only wish I knew your secret;
who is your great tutor?
CHRISTINE
Father once spoke of the angel,
I used to dream he'd apear.
Now when I sing I can sence him and I know he's here.
Here in this room he calls me softly,
somewhere in side hiding.
some how I know he's always with me;
he, the unseen genius.
MEG:
Christine, you must have dreaming,
stories like this can't be true.
Christine, you're talking in riddle,
and it's not like you.
CHRISTINE:
Angel of music,guide and guardian,
grant to me your glory!
MEG: Who is this angel this!
CHRISTINE:
Angel of music, hide no longer;
secret and strange angel.
He is with me even now,
MEG: Your hand are cold
CHRISTINE:
all around me,
MEG/ your face, Christine is white;
CHRISTINE:
It frighten me.
MEG: dont't be frightened.
...
PHANTOM:
Insolent boy, this slave of fashion,
basking in your glory.
Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor,
sharing in my glory.
CHRISTINE:
Angel, I hear you!
Speak I listen.Stay by my side guide me!
Angel, my soul was weak; for give 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!
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