The Phantom of the Opera / Music of the Night

The Phantom of the Opera

CHRISTINE:

In sleep he sang to me,
in dreams he came ...
that voice which calls to me
and speaks my name ...

And do I dream again?
For now I find
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside my mind ...

PHANTOM:

In all your fantasies,
you always knew
that man and mystery ...

CHRISTINE:

... were both in you ...

BOTH:

And in this labyrinth,
where night is blind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there/here
inside your/my mind ...

PHANTOM:

Sing, my Angel of Music!

CHRISTINE:

He's there, the Phantom of the Opera ...

PHANTOM:

Sing for me ... sing.
Sing my Angel ... sing.
Sing for me.

The Music of the Night

PHANTOM:

(Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation ...
Darkness stirs andwakes imagination ...
Silently the senses abandon their defenses ...)

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour ...
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender ...
Turn your face away from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light
and listen to the music of the night ...

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar!
And you'll live as you've never lived before ...

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you ...
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you.
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which you know you cannot fight --
the darkness of the music of the night ...

Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world!
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belongto me ...

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
to the power of the music that I write --
the power of the music of the night ...

You alone can make my song take flight -
help me make the music of the night ...