Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

Dear Andre a splendid party!

The prologue to a new year!

a night! I'm impressed!

Well, one does one's . . .

(raising glasses) Here's 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 ball begins. Among the

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

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

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

Flash of . . .
of puce . . .
Fool and . . .
Ghoul and . . .
Green and . . .
Queen and . . .
Trace of . . .
Face of . . .

. . .
Take turn, take a ride on the merry-go-round . . .
in an race . . .

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

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

But who can name the . . .?

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

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

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

Masquerade! satyrs, peering eyes . . .
Masquerade! Run and hide - but a face will still 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 to a prosperous year!

To the new chandelier!

And may its splendour 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 engagement ring from RAOUL, which she has attached to a gold around her neck.)

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

But why is it secret? What we to hide?

Please, not fight . . .

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 only hope . . .

You . . .

. . . in time . . .

(Dance section, in which CHRISTINE, almost coquettish almost jittery, goes 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 will never you!

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

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