Angel Of MusicPHANTOM'S VOICE
Insolent boy!
This slave of fashion
basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor,
sharing in my triumph!
MascaradeANDRÉ
M'sieur Firmin?
FIRMIN
M'sieur André?
FIRMIN
Dear André,
OvertureВ мечтах приходит он, Он снится мне.
Чудесный голос звал Меня во сне.
Но разве может сон Быть дня ясней?
Я знаю – Призрак Оперы живет
В душе моей.
Пускай звучит опять В дуэте страсть.
И над тобой моя Все крепче власть.
PrologueAUCTIONEER:
Sold. Your number, sir? Thank you.
Lot 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, ladies and gentlemen
PORTER:
Showing here.
The Music of the NightI have brought you to the seat of sweet musics throne.
To this kingdom where all must pay homage to music, music.
You have come here, for one purpose and one alone.
Since the day when I first heard you sing,
I have needed you with me to serve me to sing, for my
music, my music.
Nightime charms, heightens each sensation.