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.:*:* Angel Of Music *:*:.

ANGEL OF MUSIC

Phantom: BRAVA,BRAVA,BRAVISIMA

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 you 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: 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,,

Giry: Meg Giry. Are you a dancer? Then
come and practice.
My dear,I was asked to give you this,,

Christine: A red scar-the attic-Little Lotte

Andre: A tour de force! Not a single refund!

Firmin: Greedy

Andre: Richad,I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss Daae!

Firmin: Here we are,Monsieur le Vicomte

Raoul: Gentlemen if you wouldn't mind.
This is one visit I should prefer to make unacompanied.

Andre: As yo uwish monsieur.

Firmin: They appear to have met before Little Lotte

Raoul: Christine Daae,where is your scarf?

Chritine: 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 and shoes

Christine: or of riddles or frocks,,

Raoul: 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.

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 THINK OF ME


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