Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

Dear what a splendid party!

The to a bright new year!

a night! I'm impressed!

Well, one does best . . .

(raising their glasses) to us!

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

(The gauze lifts fully to reveal the staircase of the opera house. The opera ball begins. 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! faces on parade . . .
Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will find you!

Masquerade! Every face a different . . .
Masquerade! Look around - another mask behind you!

of mauve . . .
Splash of . . .
and king . . .
Ghoul and . . .
and black . . .
Queen and . . .
of rouge . . .
Face of . . .

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

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

. . .
Drink it in, drink it up, till drowned in the light . . .
in the . . .

But who can the face . . .?

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

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

Masquerade! Seething breathing lies . . .
Masquerade! You can fool any friend who ever you!

Masquerade! Leering satyrs, eyes . . .
Masquerade! Run and hide - but a will still pursue you!

(The ENSEMBLE activity becomes background, as ANDRE, FIRMIN, MEG, GIRY, and CARLOTTA come 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 from RAOUL, which she has attached to a gold around her neck.)

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

But why is it secret? have we to hide?

Please, not fight . . .

Christine, free!

Wait till the is right . . .

When will be? It's an engagement, not a crime!

Christine, are you afraid of?

Let's not . . .

Let's not . . .

Please . . .

I can hope I'll . . .

You . . .

. . . in time . . .

(Dance section, in which CHRISTINE, almost coquettish almost jittery, 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 whirls her back into the dance, as the music heads towards its climax.)

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

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

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

Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning . . .
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 to the party. With dreadful wooden steps he descends the stairs and takes the centre of the stage)