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Az Operaház Fantomja

No one would listen No one but her Heard as the outcast hears. Shamed into solitude Shunned by the multitude I learned to listen In my dark, my heart

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

Bravi, bravi, bravissimi Where in the world have you been hiding? Really, you were perfect I only wish I knew your secret Who is this new tutor? Father

No more talk of darkness, forget these wide-eyed fears I'm here, nothing can harm you my words will warm and calm you Let me be your freedom, let daylight

Think of me, think of me fondly When we've said goodbye Remember me once in a while Please promise me you'll try When you find that once again you long

Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation Darkness stirs and wakes imagination Silently the senses abandon their defenses Slowly, gently night unfurls

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

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

[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