歌手:Andrew Lloyd Webber
专辑:《The Phantom of the Opera (Original 1986 London Cast)》

ANDRE:
Ludicrous! Have you seen the score?
FIRMIN:
Simply ludicrous!
ANDRE:
It's the final straw!
FIRMIN:
This is lunacy! Well, you know my views
ANDRE:
...Utter lunacy!
FIRMIN:
But we daren't refuse ...
ANDRE:
Not another chandelier
FIRMIN:
Look, my friend, what we have here
ANDRE:
"Dear Andre,​
Re my orchestrations:
We need another first bassoon
Get a player with tone
And that third trombone
Has to go!
The man could not be deafer
So please preferably one who plays in tune!"
FIRMIN:
"Dear Firmin,​
Vis a vis my opera:
Some chorus members must be sacked
If you could, find out which
Has a sense of pitch
Wisely, though
I've managed to assign a rather minor role to those who cannot act!"
CARLOTTA:
Outrage!
FIRMIN:
What is it now?
CARLOTTA:
This whole affair is an outrage!
FIRMIN:
Signora, please
ANDRE:
Now what's the matter?
CARLOTTA:
Have you seen the size of my part?
ANDRE:
Signora, listen ...
PIANGI:
It's an insult!
FIRMIN:
Not you as well!
PIANGI:
Just look at this—it's an insult!
FIRMIN:
Please understand
ANDRE:
Signor! Signora!
CARLOTTA:
The things I have to do for my art!
PIANGI:
If you can call this gibberish "art"
CARLOTTA:
Ah! Here's our little flower!
FIRMIN:
Ah, Miss Daaé, quite the lady of the hour!
ANDRE:
You have secured the largest role in this "Don Juan"
CARLOTTA:
Christine Daaé? She doesn't have the voice!
FIRMIN:
Signora, please!
RAOUL:
Then I take it you're agreeing
CARLOTTA:
She's behind this...
ANDRE:
It appears we have no choice
CARLOTTA:
She's the one behind this!
Christine Daaé!
CHRISTINE:
How dare you?
CARLOTTA:
I'm not a fool!
CHRISTINE:
You evil woman!
How dare you?
CARLOTTA:
You think I'm blind?
CHRISTINE:
This isn't my fault!
I don't want any part in this plot!
FIRMIN:
Miss Daaé, surely...
ANDRE:
But why not?
PIANGI:
What does she say?
FIRMIN:
It's your decision, but why not?
CARLOTTA:
She's backing out!
ANDRE:
You have a duty!
CHRISTINE:
I cannot sing it, duty or not
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine...
You don't have to...
They can't make you...
GIRY:
Please, monsieur—another note
"Fondest greetings to you all!
A few instructions just before rehearsal starts:
GIRY/PHANTOM:
Carlotta must be taught to act
PHANTOM:
Not her normal trick of strutting 'round the stage
Our Don Juan must lose some weight—
It's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age
And my managers must learn
That their place is in an office, not the arts
As for Miss Christine Daaé
No doubt she'll do her best—
It's true her voice is good
She knows, though, should she wish to excel
She has much still to learn
If pride will let her return to me, her teacher
Her teacher...
Your obedient friend
GIRY:
"...and Angel"
RAOUL:
We have all been blind—
And yet the answer is staring us in the face
This could be the chance to ensnare our clever friend
ANDRE:
We're listening
FIRMIN:
Go on
RAOUL:
We shall play his game
Perform his work, but remember we hold the ace
For, if Miss Daaé sings, he is certain to attend
ANDRE:
We make certain the doors are barred
FIRMIN:
We make certain our men are there
RAOUL:
We make certain they're armed
ANDRE/FIRMIN/RAOUL:
The curtain falls, his reign will end!
GIRY:
Madness!
ANDRE:
I'm not so sure
FIRMIN:
Not if it works
GIRY:
This is madness!
ANDRE:
The tide will turn!
GIRY:
Monsieur, believe me—
There is no way of turning the tide!
FIRMIN:
You stick to ballet!
RAOUL:
Then help us!
GIRY:
Monsieur, I can't
RAOUL:
Instead of warning us
RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Help us!
GIRY:
I wish I could
RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Don't make excuses!
RAOUL:
Or could it be that you're on his side?
GIRY:
Monsieur, believe me
I intend no ill
But Messieurs, be careful—
We have ​seen him kill!
ANDRE/FIRMIN:
We say he'll fall and fall he will! (PIANGI: This is the truth! Christine Daaé!}
CARLOTTA:
She's the one behind this! Christine! (RAOUL: This is his undoing!)
This is all a ploy!
RAOUL:
Angel of Music (ANDRE/FIRMIN: If you succeed, you free us all)
Fear my fury! (ANDRE/FIRMIN: This so-called "angel" has to fall!)
GIRY:
Hear my warning!
CARLOTTA:
What glory can she hope to gain? (PIANGI: She is crazy! She is raving)
RAOUL:
Here is where you fall! (ANDRE: Christine sings, we'll get our man/GIRY: Fear his fury)
CARLOTTA:
It's clear to all the girl's insane! (GIRY: Monsieur, I beg you)
RAOUL:
Say your prayers (FIRMIN: If Christine helps us in this plan)
Black Angel of Death (ANDRE: If Christine won't, then no one can/GIRY: Do not do this)
CARLOTTA/PIANGI: Gran Dio! Che imbroglio (ANDRE/FIRMIN: This will seal his fate!)
CHRISTINE:
Please don't! If you don't stop, I'll go mad!
Raoul, I'm frightened—
Don't make me do this
Raoul, it scares me—
Don't put me through this ordeal by fire
He'll take me, I know
We'll be parted forever
He won't let me go
What I once used to dream, I now dread
If he finds me, it won't ever end
And he'll always be there, singing songs in my head
He'll always be there, singing songs in my head
CARLOTTA:
She's mad...
RAOUL:
You said yourself—he was nothing but a man
Yet while he lives, he will haunt us 'til we're dead
CHRISTINE:
Twisted every way, what answer can I give?
Am I to risk my life to win the chance to live?
Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice?
Do I become his prey?
Do I have any choice?
He kills without a thought.
He murders all that's good
I know I can't refuse
And yet, I wish I could
Oh God, if I agree
What horrors wait for me
In this, the Phantom's opera?
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine, don't think that I don't care
But every hope, and every prayer rests on you now
So, it is to be war between us!
But this time, clever friend, the disaster will be yours!
"Rehersal"
REYER:
Don Juan—Signor Piangi—here is the phrase:
"Those who tangle with Don Juan..."
If you please?
PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan
REYER:
No, no. Nearly—but no
"Those who tan–, tan–, tan–..."
PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan
CARLOTTA:
His way is better.
At least he make it sound like music!
GIRY:
Signora—would you speak that way in the presence of the composer?
CARLOTTA:
The composer is not here.
And if he were here, I would say to him—
GIRY:
Are you certain of that, Signora?
REYER:
So, once again—after seven
Five, six, seven
PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan
CARLOTTA:
Ah, piu non posso! (PIANGI: Is right?/GIRY: Have patience, Signora)
No one will care if it is right or if it is wrong (CHRISTINE: Not quite, Signor, listen: "Those who tan– tan–" You see?)
REYER: Settle down now, settle down!
CARLOTTA: Those who tangle with Don Juan! (PIANGI: I do no understand, I no understand/REYER: Senor Piangi, may I suggest...)
(Piano plays by itself)
ALL EXCEPT CHRISTINE:
Poor young maiden!
For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets, you will have to pay the bill tangled in the winding sheets!
(Violin solo)
CHRISTINE:
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name