Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

Dear what a splendid party!

The prologue to a new year!

a night! I'm impressed!

Well, one does best . . .

(raising glasses) Here's to us!

I must say, all the same, that it's a that 'Phantom' fellow isn't here!

(The gauze lifts to reveal the staircase of the opera house. The opera ball begins. Among the

are four carrying strange percussion instruments: a monkey with cymbals, a toy soldier with a drum, a triangle, bells. Together they weirdly throughout)

Masquerade! Paper on parade . . .
Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never you!

Masquerade! Every a different shade . . .
Masquerade! around - there's another mask behind you!

Flash of . . .
of puce . . .
Fool and . . .
and goose . . .
Green and . . .
Queen and . . .
Trace of . . .
of beast . . .

. . .
Take your turn, take a ride on the . . .
in an race . . .

Eye of . . .
of blue . . .
True is . . .
Who is who . . .? of lip . . .
of gown . . .
Ace of . . .
Face of . . .

. . .
Drink it in, it up, till you've drowned in the light . . .
in the . . .

But who can the face . . .?

Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning . . .
Masquerade! Take your fill - let the astound you!

Masquerade! glances, turning heads . . .
Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles you!

Masquerade! Seething shadows lies . . .
Masquerade! You can fool any friend who knew you!

Masquerade! Leering satyrs, peering . . .
Masquerade! Run and hide - but a face will still you!

(The ENSEMBLE activity becomes background, as ANDRE, FIRMIN, MEG, GIRY, PIANGI and CARLOTTA to the fore, glasses in hand)

What a

a crowd!

you glad!

Makes you proud! All the de la creme!

Watching us them!

And all our are in the past!

Six months...

Of relief!

Of delight!

Of peace!

And we can at last!

No notes!

No ghost!

a health!

Here's a toast: to a year!

To the new chandelier!

And may its splendour fade!

Six months!

a joy!

a change!

What a release!

And a masquerade!

(They clink glasses and off RAOUL and

emerge. She is admiring a new acquisition: an engagement ring RAOUL, which she has attached to a gold chain around her neck.)

Think of it! A engagement! Look - your future bride! Just think of it!

But why is it secret? What we to hide?

Please, let's not . . .

Christine, free!

Wait till the is right . . .

When will that be? an engagement, not a crime!

Christine, What are you of?

Let's not . . .

Let's not . . .

Please . . .

I can hope I'll . . .

You . . .

. . . understand in . . .

(Dance section, in which CHRISTINE, almost coquettish almost jittery, goes from man to man. But too many of her partners seem to be replicas of the PHANTOM, and each spins her with increasing force. Eventually RAOUL rescues her and holds her tightly. He her back into the dance, as the music heads towards its climax.)

Masquerade! Paper faces on parade! Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never you!

Masquerade! Every face a different shade! Masquerade! around - There's another mask behind you!

Masquerade! Burning glances, heads . . .
Masquerade! and stare at the sea of smiles around you!

Masquerade! yellows, spinning reds . . .
Masquerade! Take fill - let the spectacle astound you!

(At the height of the activity a grotesque figure suddenly appears at the lop of the staircase. Dressed all in crimson, with a death's head visible inside the hood of his robe, the PHANTOM has come to the party. With dreadful wooden steps he descends the stairs and takes the of the stage)