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Simon Lee
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Little Lotte/The Mirror (Angel of Music)
Raoul:Little Lotte, let her mind wander. Little Lotte thought, 'Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or of shoes?' Christine:Raoul. Raoul:Or of riddles or frocks? Christine:Those Picnics in the attic. Raoul: 'Or of chocolates?' Christine: Father playing the violin. Raoul: As we read to each other, dark stories of the north. Christine: No, 'What I loved best,' Lottie Said, 'is when I'm asleep in my bed.' (Song sequence) And the angel of music sings songs in my head The angel of music sings songs in my head (Spoken sequence) Raoul: Oh, you sang like an angel tonight. Christine: Father said, 'When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the angel of music to you.' My father is dead, Raoul. And I have been visited by the angel of music. Raoul: Oh, no doubt of it. And now, we go to supper. Christine: No, Raoul, the angel of music is very strict. Raoul: Well I shant keep you up late. Christine: Raoul, No. Raoul: (Laughs) You must change! I'll order my carriage. Two minutes, Little Lotte. Christine: No, Raoul, wait! (Raoul closes the door and the Phantom locks it. All of the lights in the scene go out and the candles blow out. Christine finishes changing, and sees the candles go out. She runs to the door and the Phantom starts singing) (Song sequence) Phantom: Insolent boy This slave of fashion Basking in your glory Ignorant fool Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph! Christine: Angel, I hear you Speak, I listen Stay by my side, guide me Angel, my soul was weak Forgive me Enter at last, master. Phantom: Flattering child, you shall know me See why in shadow I hide Look at your face in the mirror I am there inside Christine: Angel of music Guide and guardian Grant to me your glory Angel of music, hide no longer Come to me, strange angel. Phantom: I am your angel of music Come to me, angel of music. (Christine walks towards the phantom in trance; mist fills the floor) Raoul (Knocking on door) Who is that voice? Who is that in there? Phantom: I am your angel of music (Gloved hand comes out of mirror; Christine reaches for it) Christine! Christine! Come to me, angel of music (Christine grasps Phantom's hand)
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