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Disc: 1
01. Prologue
02. Overture
03. Act One, Scene I: Think Of Me
04. Act One, Scene 2: Angel Of Music
05. Act One, Scene 3: Little Lotte.../The Mirror (Angel Of Music)
06. Act One, Scene 4: The Phantom Of The Opera
07. Act One, Scene 5: The Music Of The Night
08. Act One, Scene 6: I Remember.../Stranger Than You Dreamt It...
09. Act One, Scene 7: Magical Lasso...
10. Act One, Scene 8: Notes.../Prima Donna

Disc: 2
01. Entr'acte
02. Act Two, Scene 1: Masquerade/Why So Silent...
03. Act Two, Scene 3: Notes.../Twisted Every Way...
04. Act Two, Scene 5: Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again
05. Act Two, Scene 5: Wandering Child.../Bravo, Monsieur
06. Act Two, Scene 7: The Point Of No Return
07. Act Two, Scene 8: Down Once More.../Track Down This Murderer

Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .

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 surround you . . .
Feel it, hear it,
closing in around 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 belong
to 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 . . .

CHRISTINE
You were once
my one companion . . .
you were all
that mattered . . .
You were once
a friend and father -
then my world
was shattered . . .

Wishing you were
somehow here again . . .
wishing you were
somehow near . . .
Sometimes it seemed
if I just dreamed,
somehow you would
be here . . .

Wishing I could
hear your voice again . . .
knowing that I
never would . . .
Dreaming of you
won't help me to do
all that you dreamed
I could . . .

Passing bells
and sculpted angels,
cold and monumental,
seem, for you,
the wrong companions -
you were warm and gentle . . .

Too many years
fighting back tears . . .
Why can't the past
just die . . .?

Wishing you were
somehow here again . . .
knowing we must
say goodbye . . .
Try to forgive . . .
teach me to live . . .
give me the strength
to try . . .

No more memories,
no more silent tears . . .
No more gazing across
the wasted years . . .
Help me say
goodbye.

Think of me
think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me
once in a while -
please promise me
you'll try.

FIRMIN
Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.

ANDRE
Don't fret, Firmin.

CHRISTINE
When you find
that, once
again, you long
to take your heart back
and be free -
if you
ever find
a moment,
spare a thought
for me

(Transformation to the Gala. CHRISTINE is
revealed in full costume)


We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but if
you can still
remember
stop and think
of me . . .

Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things
which might have been . . .

Think of me,
think of me waking,
silent and
resigned.

Imagine me,
trying too hard
to put you
from my mind.

Recall those days
look back
on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do -
there will
never be
a day, when
I won't think
of you . .

(Applause, bravos. Prominent among the bravos, those
of the young RAOUL in the MANAGERS' box)

RAOUL
Can it be?
Can it be Christine?

Bravo!

(he raises his opera-glasses)

What a change!
You're really
not a bit
the gawkish girl
that once you were...

(lowering his opera-glasses)

She may
not remember
me, but
I remember
her...

CHRISTINE
We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but please
promise me,
that sometimes
you will think of me!

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:
Sing once again with me, our strange duet,
My power over you, grows stronger yet.
And though you turn from me, to glance behind.
The Phantom of the Opera is there -inside your mind.

Christine:
Those who have seen your face,
Draw back in fear.
I ** the mask you wear.

Phantom:
It's me they hear.

Both:
You're/my spirit and my/you're voice in one combined.
The Phantom of the Opera is there inside my/your mind.

(in the background)
He's there,the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Beware the Phantom of the Opera . . .

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...

Master?
Passarino - go away!
For the trap is set and waits for its prey ...
You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge, in pursuit of
that wish, which till now has been silent, silent ...

I have brought you,
that our passions may fuse and merge -
in your mind you've already succumbed to me
dropped all defences completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me: no second thoughts,
you've decided, decided ...

Past the point of no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played till now are at an end ...
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend ...

What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us ...?

Past the point of no return,
the final threshold - what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return ...

You have brought me to that moment where words run dry,
to that moment where speech disappears into silence,
silence ...

I have come here, hardly knowing
the reason why ...
In my mind,
I've already imagined our bodies entwining
defenceless and silent - and now I ** here with you: no second thoughts,

I've decided, decided ...

Past the point of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play has now, at last, begun ...
Past all thought of right or wrong -
one final question: how long should we two wait, before we're one ...?

When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume us ...?
Past the point of no return the final threshold -
the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn ...
We've passed the point of no return ...

Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime ...
Lead me, save me from my solitude ...
Say you want me with you, here beside you ...
Anywhere you go let me go too -
Christine that's all I ask of ...