"Ah Christine!..."
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Phanom
Ah, Christine
My Christine
What a triumph you gave me tonight
Ah, Christine
All those dark, silent years now set right
Ah, Christine
Christine
The song was beautiful
It sounded beautiful
Every note
Every word
And it felt beautiful
And I felt beautiful
Both
Lost in the music once more
Hearing it rise up and soar
Alive once again
Christine
My dearest wife
Raoul
Little lotte, I beg you forgive me
Christine
Raoul, no
Raoul
Little lotte, ah what fools we once were
Both
Long ago in our youth
Christine
In paris, at the opera
Raoul
Romantic Idiots
Christine
Those two people are gone
Both
Now I must go
Our choices are made
The opera is done
The last notes have been played
Raoul
May your angel of music watch over you now
And give you what I wish I gave you somehow
Yours, in regret,
Christine
Raoul
Gustave
Phantom
What is it?
Christine
Gustave
Phantom
What's wrong
Christine
I told him to wait for Raoul
Before he asked me to
Surely he wouldn't
Phantom
It's that idiot Raoul
I will kill that drunken fool
If he dare take a child
A child that isn't his
Squelch
Sir, the Vicomte De Chagny left here alone
Saw with my own eyes, sir
There was no one with him
Was there anyone else here backstage
Phantom
Madame Giry, she was here
With her vicious little sneer
And the comments she made
That ungrateful backbiting snake
Go now quickly
Bring her round
Bring the boy back safe and sound
Then I'll make that vixen pay
Antoinette
What is the meaning of this
Phantom
The child, woman, what have you done with him
Antoinette
The boy, you think I took the boy
Why would I do such a thing
Do you think I don't know who he is
Ms. F
I just past Meg's dressing room
It was silent as a tomb
But her mirror was smashed
All in pieces on the floor
Antoinette
Could I have left her so distraught
God knows what she must have thought
Foolish child she must be caught
Christine
My poor Gustave
Antoinette
She won't hurt him
Meg would never hurt him