(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 . . . (trancelike, then becoming more and more ecstatic) 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 . . .
(Phantom) (unseen, a ghostly echo of raoul's words) Christine . . .
Compositores: Andrew Lloyd-webber (PRS), Charles Clinton Wilson Hart (Hart Charles) (PRS), Richard Henry Zachary Simpson Stilgoe (PRS)Editor: The Really Useful Group Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #16677042 em 11/Abr/2024