Monsieur Firmin?
Monsieur André?
# Dear André, what a splendid party
# The prologue to a bright new year
# Quite a night, I'm impressed
# Well, one does one's best
BOTH: # Here's to us
# A toast to all the city
# Such a pity that The Phantom can't be here #
ALL: # Masquerade
# Paper faces on parade
# Masquerade
# Hide your face so the world will never find you
# Masquerade
# Every face a different shade
# Masquerade
# Look around There's another mask behind you
# Flash of mauve Splash of puce
# Fool and king Ghoul and goose
# Green and black Queen and priest
# Trace of rouge Face of beast
# Faces
# Take your turn Take a ride
# On the merry-go-round In an inhuman race
- # Thigh of blue - # True is false
- # Who is who - # Curl of lip
- # Swirl of gown - # Ace of hearts
# Face of clown
ALL: # Faces
# Drink it in Drink it up
# Till you've drowned in the light
# In the sound BOTH: # But who can name the face?
ALL: # Masquerade
# Grinning yellows Spinning reds
# Masquerade
# Take your fill
# Let the spectacle astound you
# Masquerade
# Burning glances Turning heads
# Masquerade
# Stop and stare
# At the sea of smiles around you
# Masquerade
# Seething shadows Breathing lies
# Masquerade You can fool
# Any friend who ever knew you
# Masquerade
# Leering satyrs Peering eyes
# Masquerade Run and hide
# But the face will still pursue you
- # What a night MEG: # What a crowd
ANDRE: # Makes you glad - # Makes you proud
- # All the créme de la créme - # Watching us
- # And watching them - # And all our fears are in the past
ANDRE: # Six months PIANGI: # Of relief
CARLOTTA: # Of delight ANDRE: # Of Elysian peace
# And we can breathe at last
- # No more notes - # No more ghost
- # Here's a health - # Here's a toast
- # To a prosperous year - # To the new chandelier
# And may its splendour never fade
- # What a change - # What a blessed release
# And what a masquerade
# Think of it A secret engagement
# Look, your future bride
# Just think of it
# But why is it secret? What have we to hide?
- # You promised me - # You promised me
# No, Raoul, please don't They'll see
# Well, let them see It's an engagement, not a crime
# Christine, what are you afraid of?
- # Let's not argue - # Let's not argue
- # Please pretend - # I can only hope
- # You will understand in time - # I'll understand in time
# Masquerade
# Paper faces on parade
# Masquerade Hide your face
# So the world will never find you
# Masquerade
# Every face a different shade
# Masquerade
# Look around There's another mask behind you
# Masquerade
# Burning glances Turning heads
# Masquerade
# Stop and stare
# At the sea of smiles around you
# Masquerade
# Grinning yellows Spinning reds
# Masquerade
# Take your fill
# Let the spectacle astound you #
# Why so silent, good messieurs?
# Did you think that I had left you for good?
# Have you missed me, good messieurs?
# I have written you an opera
# Here I bring the finished score
# Don Juan Triumphant
# I advise you to comply
# My instructions should be clear
# Remember there are worse things than a shattered chandelier
# Your chains are still mine You will sing for me #
Madame Giry?
- Madame Giry! - Monsieur, spørg mig ikke.
Jeg ved ikke mere end andre.
-Det passer ikke! -Du ved noget, gør du ikke?
Jeg ved intet.
Vær venlig, monsieur, spørg mig ikke.
Madame, for vores alles skyld.
Okay så.
Det er mange år siden.
Der kom en flok markedsgøglere til byen.
Sigøjnere.
- Fortæl mere. - Og der var...
Jeg vil aldrig glemme ham.
En mand, låst inde i et bur.
- I et bur? - Aprodigy, monsieur.
Arkitet, musiker.
- En Komponist - Og en opfinder,monsieur.
De pralede med, at han engang havde bygget for shahen af persien
- En labyrint af spejle. - Hvem var denne mand?
# Et monster af natur.
# Mere monster end mand.
- Vanskabt? - Fra fødselen af.
- Åh gud. - Så forsvandt han.
- Han flygtede. - Fortæl mere.
# They never found him It was said he had died
Men han døde ikke, vel?
# The world forgot him But I never can
# For in this darkness
- # I have seen him again - # And so our phantom's this man? #
Jeg har sagt for meget, monsieur, alt for meget.
- Nej! vent! - Der har været for mange ulykker.
Ulykker? Madame Giry!
# Ludicrous
# Have you seen the score?
# Simply ludicrous
# It's the final straw
# This is lunacy
# Well, you know my views
# Utter lunacy
# But we daren't refuse
# Not another chandelier
# Look, my friend, what we have here
# "Dear André, Re my orchestrations
# "We need another first bassoon
# "Every note's overblown
# "And that third trombone has to go
# "The man could not be deafer
# "So please preferably one who plays in tune"
# "Dear Firmin, Vis-à-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" - # Outrage!
- # What is it now? - # This whole affair
- # Is an outrage - # Signora, please
- # Now what's the matter? - # Have you seen the size of my part?
- # Signora, listen - # It's an insult
- # Not you as well - # Just look at this
# It's an insult
- # Please understand - # Signor, Signora
# The things I have to do for my art
# If you can call this gibberish "art"!
# Ah, here's our little flower
# Ah, Miss Daaé Quite the lady of the hour
# You have secured the largest role in this Don Juan
# Christine Daaé She doesn't have the voice
# Signora, please
- # Then I take it you're agreeing - # She's behind this
# It appears we have no choice
# She's the one behind this Christine Daaé
- # How dare you? - # I'm not a fool
# You evil woman How dare you?
- # You think I'm blind? - # This isn't my fault
# I don't want any part in this plot
- # Miss Daaé, surely - # But why not?
PIANGI: # What does she say? - # It's your decision
- # But why not? - # She's backing out
ANDRE: # You have a duty
# I cannot sing it, duty or not
# Christine, Christine
# You don't have to They can't make you #
Please, monsieur. Another note.
# "Fondest greetings to you all
# "A few instructions just before rehearsal starts
# "Carlotta must be taught to act
# "Not her normal trick of... " 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 #
- Din lydige ven. - "... En engel"
Jeg kan ikke. Jeg gør det ikke.
# 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
# We're listening # Go on
# We shall play his game
# Perform his work But remember we hold the ace
# For if Miss Daaé sings
# He is certain to attend
# We make certain the doors are barred
# We make certain our men are there
RAOUL: # We make certain they're armed
# The curtain falls
# His reign will end
- # Madness! - # I'm not so sure
- # Not if it works - # This is madness
# The tide will turn
# Monsieur, believe me There is no way of turning the tide
- # You stick to ballet - # Then help us
- # Monsieur, I can't - # Instead of warning us
ALL: # Help us!
- # I wish I could MANAGERS: # Don't make excuses
# Or could it be that you're on his side?
# She's his accomplice
# Monsieur, believe me, I intend no ill
# But, messieurs, be careful We have seen him kill
MANAGERS: # We'll say he'll fall And fall he will
# She's the one behind this Christine
- # This is the truth - # This is all her doing
PIANGI: # Christine Daaé - # This is his undoing
MANAGERS: # If you succeed, you free us all - # Angel of Music, fear my fury
- # This so-called "Angel" has to fall GIRY: # Hear my warning
# Hear his fury
# Please don't
# If you don't stop this, 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
Hun er gal.
# You said yourself
# He was nothing but a man
# Yet while he lives
# He will haunt us till we're dead
# 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
# Christine, Christine
# Don't think that I don't care
# But every hope and every prayer
# Rests on you now #
Jeg kan ikke!
Christine!
Så, vil der være krig imellem os!
Men denne gang, min smarte ven,-
-katastrofen vil blive din!
ALL: # Hide your sword now, wounded knight
# Your vainglorious gasconade
# Brought you to your final fight
# For your pride, high price you've paid
# Silken couch and hay-filled barn
# Both have been his battlefield
# Those who tangle with Don Juan
Nej, nej, nej!
Kor, hvil venligst.
Don Juan: Signor Piangi.
- Ja. - REYER: Dette er udtrykket:
# Those who tangle with Don Juan
Vil du være så venlig.
# Those who tangle with Don Juan
Næsten, men ikke.
# Those who tang! Tang! Tang! # Those who tang! Tang! Tang!
Hans måde er bedre. I det mindste, får han det til at lyde som musik.
Signora, ville du tale på den måde i overværelse af komponisten?
Komponisten er her ikke.
- Og hvis han var, ville du... - Kan du være sikker på det,
signora?
Endnu engang, hvis du vil være så venlig, Signor Piangi. Efter syv.
Fem, seks, syv...
# Those who have been tangling with Don Juan
Er det ikke underordnet hvad vi synger?
Der er ingen som vil vide om det er korrekt eller ej.
Alle er ligeglade.
ALL: # Poor young maiden
# For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
# You will have to pay the bill
# Tangled in the winding sheets
# In sleep he sang to me
# In dreams he came
# That voice which calls to me
# And speaks my name
# Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing
# Her father promised her that he would send her the Angel of Music
# Her father promised her
# Her father promised her #
# 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
# Seemed 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
# Help me say
# Goodbye #
# Wandering child So lost, so helpless
# Yearning for my guidance
# Angel or father Friend or phantom
# Who is it there, staring?
# Have you forgotten your angel?
# Angel, oh, speak What endless longings
# Echo in this whisper
# Too long you've wandered in winter
# Once again she is his
# Far from my fathering gaze
# Once again she returns
# Wildly my mind beats against you
- # You resist yet your soul obeys - # Yet my soul obeys
# Into the arms of her...
- # Angel of Music, I denied you - # Angel of Music, you denied me
# Angel or demon, still he calls her
- # Turning from true beauty - # Turning from true beauty
# Luring her back from the grave
- # Angel of Music, my protector - # Angel of Music, do not shun me
RAOUL: # Angel or dark seducer Who are you strange angel?
# Come to me strange angel # Come to me strange angel
# I am your Angel of Music
# Come to me, Angel of Music
Engel af mørket, stop denne pine!
# Jeg er din musik engel
Christine! Christine!
Lyt til mig, ligegyldigt hvad du tror, Denne mand...
Dette... Den ting er ikke din far.
# I am your Angel of Music
Lad hende gå. For guds skyld, lad hende gå!
# Come to me, Angel of Music #
- Christine! - Raoul!
Bravo, monsieur, så åndrig ord.
- Flere tricks, monsieur? - Lad os se, monsieur, hvor langt du tør gå.
- Mere bedrag, mere vold? - Det er rigtigt, det er rigtigt,-
- bliv ved med at gå denne vej.
Du kan ikke vinde hendes kærlighed ved at gøre hende til din fange.
Jeg er her: jeg er her, monsieur. Dødens Engel.
Kom. Kom. Stop ikke op.
Så lad det.
Nu, Lad der blive krig imellem jer!
Forstår du dine instruktioner?
Når du hører fløjten, indtager i jeres pladser.
jeg vil instruere dig i at sikre dørene.
Det er vigtigt, at alle døre er ordentligt sikret.
André, gør vi det rigtige?
Har du en bedre ide?
Monsieur Vicomte, skal jeg give ordren?
Giv ordren.
Dig, har du frit syn til boksen?
Ja, sir.
Husk, når tiden er inde, skyd.
Kun hvis du er nødt til det, men skyd for at dræbe.
- Hvordan kan jeg vide det, sir? - Du ved det.
Monsieur le Vicomte, er du sikker på at dette virker?
- Vil Miss Daaé synge? - Tag det roligt, Firmin: André?
Vi er i dine hænder, monsieur.
Mine mænd er nu på plads, sir.
Gå bare i gang.
Er dørene sikret?
Sikret!
-Sikret! -Sikret!
Sikret!
PHANTOM: # I'm here, The Phantom of the Opera
# I'm here, The Phantom of the Opera
Jeg er her. Jeg er her. Jeg er her!
Idiot! Jeg sagde kun, når tiden kommer!
- Men, Monsieur le Vicomte. - PHANTOM: Ingen "men"!
For en gangs skyld, har Monsieur Vicomte ret.
# Seal my fate tonight
# I hate to have to cut the fun short
# But the joke's wearing thin
# Let my opera begin #
ALL: # Here the sire may serve the dam
# Here the master takes his meat
# Here the sacrificial lamb
# Utters one despairing bleat
# Poor young maiden
# For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
# You will have to pay the bill
# Tangled in the winding sheets
# Serve the meal and serve the maid # Serve the meal and serve the maid
# Serve the master so that
# When tables, plans and maids are laid
# Don Juan triumphs
# Once again
Shoo!
# Passarino, faithful friend
# Once again recite the plan
# Your young guest believes I'm you
# I the master, you the man
# When you met, you wore my cloak
# She could not have seen your face
# She believes she dines with me
# In her master's borrowed place
# Furtively we'll scoff and quaff
# Stealing what in truth is mine
# When it's late and modesty
# Starts to mellow with the wine
# You come home I use your voice
# Slam the door like crack of doom
# I will say, "Come hide with me
# "Where, oh, where? Of course, my room"
# Poor thing hasn't got a chance
# Here's my hat, my cloak and sword
# Conquest is assured if I do not forget myself and laugh
Ha! Ha! Ha!
# No thoughts within her head
# But thoughts of joy
# No dreams within her heart
# But dreams of love
PASSARINO: # Master? PHANTOM: # 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 passion may fuse and merge
# In your mind you've already succumbed to me
# Dropped all defenses 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
# Our games of make believe
# 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 when words run dry
# To that moment when speech
# Disappears into silence
# Silence
# I have come here
# Hardly knowing the reason why
# In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining
# Defenseless and silent
# And now I am 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?
BOTH: # 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... #
No!
RAOUL: Nej! Skyd ikke!
Hvad laver du der?
Giv mig den, monsieur. hent vand, monsieur!
Oven på, monsieur! Kom!
Monsieur Firmin, kom! Åben dørene, monsieur!
Monsieur Vicomte, kom med mig! Jeg ved, hvor de er!
- Kan jeg stole på dig? - Du skal.
Men husk, at hold din hånd på niveau med dine øjne.
- Hvorfor? - The Punjab lasso, monsieur.
Først Buquet, nu Piangi.
Ligesom dette. Monsieur, jeg vil gå med dig.
Nej, Meg! Nej: Du bliver her.
Kom med mig, monsieur, gør som jeg siger.
Men skynd dig, ellers kommer vi for sent.
# Down once more
# To the dungeon of my black despair
# Down we plunge to the prison of my mind
# Down that path into darkness
# Deep as hell!
# Why, you ask, was I bound and chained
# In this cold and dismal place?
# Not for any mortal sin
# But the wickedness of my abhorrent face!
CHORUS: # Track down this murderer
# He must be found
# Hounded out by everyone
# Met with hatred everywhere
# No kind word from anyone
# No compassion anywhere
Christine:
Christine, hvorfor? hvorfor?
# Your hand at the level of your eyes
# At the level of your eyes
CHORUS: # At the level of your eyes
# Level of your eyes
Han bor over søen, monsieur.
Dette er så vidt jeg tør gå.
Madame Giry,
Tak.
CHORUS: # Track down this murderer He must be found
# Track down this murderer He must be found
# Hunt down this animal who runs to ground
# Too long he's preyed on us
# But now we know
# The Phantom of the Opera is here Deep down below
# He's here, The Phantom of the Opera
# Have you gorged yourself at last in your lust for blood?
# Am I now to be prey to your lust for flesh?
# That fate which condemns me to wallow in blood
# Has also denied me the joys of the flesh
# This face
# The infection which poisons our love
# This face
# Which earned a mother's fear and loathing
# A mask, my first
# Unfeeling scrap of clothing
# Pity comes too late
# Turn around and face your fate
# An eternity of this
# Before your eyes
# This haunted face
# Holds no horror for me now
# It's in your soul
# That the true distortion lies
Vent min kære, Jeg tror vi har en gæst.
- Christine: Raoul! - Sir, det er faktisk en enestående glæde.
# I had rather hoped that you would come
Nej!
# And now, my wish comes true
# You have truly made my night
# Free her!
# Do what you will, only free her!
Har du ingen medlidenhed?
# Your lover makes a passionate plea
Raoul vær sød, det er nytteløst!
# I love her
# Does that mean nothing?
# I love her
Vis noget medfølelse!
Verden viste ingen medfølelse for mig!
# Christine, Christine #
Lad mig se hende!
Vær velkommen,-
-sir.
Christine.
# Monsieur, I bid you welcome
# Did you think that I would harm her?
# Why should I make her pay
# For the sins which are yours?
Nej!
# Order your fine horses now
# Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes
# Nothing can save you now
# Except perhaps Christine
# Start a new life with me
# Buy his freedom with your love
# Refuse me and you send your lover to his death
# This is the choice
# This is the point of no return!
# The tears I might have shed
# For your dark fate
# Grow cold
# And turn to tears of hate
# Christine, forgive me Please, forgive me
# I did it all for you and all for nothing
# Farewell my fallen idol and false friend
- # Too late for turning back - # We had such hopes
- # Too late for prayers and useless pity - # And now such hopes are shattered
- # Say you love him and my life is over - # Past all hopes of cries for help
# No point in fighting
- # Either way you choose he has to win - # Either way you choose you cannot win
# So, do you end your days with me
# Or do you send him to his grave?
# Why make her lie to you to save me?
- # Past the point of no return - # Angel of Music
- # Who deserves this? - # The final threshold
RAOUL: # For pity's sake, Christine, say no!
# His life is now the prize which you must earn
# Why do you curse mercy?
# I fought so hard to free you
- # You've past the point of no return - # Angel of Music
# You deceived me
# I gave my mind blindly
Blindt.
Du tester min tålmodighed.
Traf dit valg.
# Pitiful creature of darkness
# What kind of life have you known?
# God give me courage to show you
# You are not alone
CHORUS: # Track down this murderer
# He must be found
Tag hende, glem mig, glem alt dette!
CHORUS: # Who is this monster?
Lad mig være! Glem alt hvad du har set.
Gå nu, lad dem ikke finde dig!
CHORUS: # Revenge for Piangi Revenge for Buquet
Tag båden.
Sværg for mig, at du aldrig vil fortælle denne hemmelighed.
CHORUS: # This creature must never go free
# The Phantom of the Opera
...of this Angel of Hell!
Gå!
Gå nu, og lad mig være!
# Masquerade
# Paper faces on parade
# Masquerade
# Hide your face
# So the world
# Will never find you
# Christine
# I love
# You #
# Say you'll share with me
# One love, one lifetime
# Say the word
# And I will follow you
# Share each day with me
# Each night, each morning
# You alone can make
# My song take flight
# It's over now
# The music
# Of the night #
ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER: Mange tak.
Åh, tak. Tak.
Puha, øh, for guds skyld, sæt jer venligst ned. Jeg taler måske længe.
Første gang jeg var her, var med min mor, jeg var blot en lille dreng.-
Jeg mener jeg var 5 år, og det var til en Promenade koncert,-
-Jeg tror, jeg hørte Beethovens tredje symfoni,-
-og jeg tror ikke, at jeg nogensinde have troet at-
-jeg skulle sidde der oppe.
At noget lignende nogensinde ville ske med min musik.
Jeg vil gerne takke Cameron Mackintosh.
Hvilken en ekstraordinær produktion han har sat sammen.
Tak, Cameron. Vi møder ham om et øjeblik.
Men før jeg går videre,-
-den vidunderlige ting med musicals er, at-
-noget skal ske der bringer dem alle sammen.
Jeg mener, du kan have en rigtig god musical og et aspekt af det kunne være forkert,-
-enten det er produktion,-
-hvorvidt det er noget at gøre med hvordan det er iscenesat eller noget,-
-og det kan blive begravet og derefter tage år at finde igen.
Men hvad der gjorde dette så ekstraordinært er at alt blev bragt sammen-
-med Cameron som producent.
Før vi går videre, vil jeg sige,-
- som i fleste sikkert ved, at den utrolig dygtige designer af dette show:
Det var hendes syn kombineret, jeg tror, med alt andet-
-der virkelig bragte os sammen. Hun døde tragisk for nogle år siden.
En af de største ærgelser er, at hun ikke er her i aften,-
- men jeg håber, at vi har hædret hendes ånd på alle måder.
Så. Maria, mange tak.
Og jeg vil også lige nævne, at denne aften er temmelig usædvanlig-
-fordi jeg ved, at der er mange opsætninger af The Phantom of the Opera-
- som ser denne forestilling i hele verden.
fordi det bliver vist rundt om i verden i aften.
Og ingen, formoder jeg, mere vigtig end den instruktør, der gjorde dette muligt,-
- som er i New York i dette øjeblik sammen med the New York Broadway company,
Hal Prince Så, hej, Hal!
Og tak for alt, Hal.
Så uden yderligere omsvøb, lad os bringe det oprindelige kreative team fra London.
Her kommer de, ledet af Sir Cameron Mackintosh.
Charles Hart, vores tekstforfatter, selvfølgelig.
Andy Bridge, vores lys mester, og frem for alt Gillian Lynne, der iscenesatte aften.
Tak, Gillian.
Og aftens kreative hold fra Albert Hall.
Her er de alle.
Laurence, direktøren, i midten.
Nu...
Dernæst vil jeg takke vores fantastiske hold. Sikke et fantastisk show.
Ramin, Sierra, du kunne ikke have gjort mig mere stolt.
Og Anthony Inglis og det fantastiske orkester.
Lige inden vi går videre,-
- om lidt har jeg tænkt mig at introducere jer for det oprindelige London hold.
Vil jeg gerne have jer til at huske John Aron,-
-Steve Barton, som selvfølgelig spiller Raoul, og Mary Millar,-
-som desværre ikke er længere med os, men de var dejlige medlemmer af vores oprindelige team.
Så en lille påskønnelse til dem, tak.
Og her er vores oprindelige London hold.
Vi har en andet medlem med her til aften-
- som kommer fra London Palladium,
Michael Crawford.
Tilsidst.
Hvilket er meget specialt for mig.
Det er en stor glæde for mig at byde velkommen til min-
-"Angel of Music", Sarah Brightman.
Men...
Uden disse to, ville vi ikke være her.
Vi her en lille ekstra overraskelse.
Sarah har indvilget i at synge.
Så jeg vil forlade jer-
- i hænderne på Angel of Music.
Maestro, værs god.
# 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
# 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
# Those who have seen your face
# Draw back in fear
# I am the mask you wear
MEN: # It's me they hear
- # My spirit and your voice - # Your spirit and my voice
ALL: # In one combined
# The Phantom of the Opera is there
MEN: # Inside your mind BRIGHTMAN: # Inside my mind
CHORUS: # He's there The Phantom of the Opera
# Beware, The Phantom of the Opera
BOTH: # In all your fantasies
# You always knew
# That man and mystery
# Were both in you
ALL: # And in this labyrinth
# Where night is blind
# The Phantom of the Opera is there
# Inside your mind
Sing! Sing, my Angel of Music!
# He's there
# The Phantom of the Opera #
Sing for me!
MEN: Sing for me!
ALL: # We have brought you
# To the seat of sweet music's throne
# To this kingdom where all must pay homage to music
# Music
# We have come here
# For one purpose and one alone
# Since the moment you first heard us sing
# We have needed you with us to serve him
# To sing for his music
# His music
# Night-time sharpens
# Heightens each sensation
# Darkness stirs
# And wakes 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
ALL: # Softly, deftly
# Music shall caress you
# Hear it, feel it
# Secretly possess you
# Open up your mind
# Let your fantasies unwind
# In this darkness that you know you cannot fight
# The darkness of the music
# Of the night
# Let you mind start a journey
# To a strange new world
# Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
BOTH: # Let you 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
BOTH: # Let the dream begin
MEN: # 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
# Our song take flight
ALL: # It's over now
# The music of
# The night #
Oversat af Soon.