PHANTOM:
Brava, brava, bravissima ...
MEG:
Where in the world have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect!
I only wish I knew your secret!
Who is this new tutor?
CHRISTINE:
Father once spoke of an angel ...
I used to dream he'd appear ...
Now as I sing I can sense him ...
And I know he's here ...
Here in this room he calls me softly ...
somewhere inside ... hiding ...
Somehow I know he's always with me ...
he - the unseen genius ...
MEG:
Christine, you must have been dreaming,
Stories like this can’t come true
Christine, you’re talking in riddles.
And it’s not like you.
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music! Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!
MEG:
Who is this angel? This ...
BOTH:
Angel of Music! Hide no longer!
Secret and strange angel ...
CHRISTINE:
He's with me, even now ...
MEG:
Your hands are cold ...
CHRISTINE:
All around me ...
MEG:
Your face, Christine, it's white ...
CHRISTINE:
It frightens me...
MEG:
Don't be frightened ...
