Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

Dear what a splendid party!

The to a bright new year!

a night! I'm impressed!

Well, one one's best . . .

(raising their glasses) to us!

I must say, all the same, that it's a shame that 'Phantom' 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 a drum, a triangle, bells. Together they play weirdly throughout)

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

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

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

. . .
Take your turn, take a on the merry-go-round . . .
in an inhuman . . .

Eye of . . .
Thigh of . . .
is false . . .
Who is who . . .? of lip . . .
Swirl of . . .
Ace of . . .
Face of . . .

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

But who can name the . . .?

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

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

Masquerade! Seething shadows breathing . . .
Masquerade! You can fool any friend who knew 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, PIANGI and 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 never fade!

Six months!

a joy!

a change!

What a release!

And a masquerade!

(They glasses and move off RAOUL and

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

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

But why is it secret? What we to hide?

Please, let's not . . .

Christine, free!

Wait till the time is . . .

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

Christine, are you afraid of?

Let's not . . .

Let's not . . .

Please . . .

I can only I'll . . .

You . . .

. . . understand in . . .

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

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

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

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

Masquerade! Grinning yellows, reds . . .
Masquerade! Take your - 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 has come to the party. With dreadful wooden steps he descends the stairs and takes the centre of the stage)