Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

Dear Andre what a 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, it's a shame that 'Phantom' fellow isn't here!

(The gauze lifts fully to reveal the staircase of the 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! Paper on parade . . .
Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world never find you!

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

of mauve . . .
Splash of . . .
Fool and . . .
and goose . . .
Green and . . .
Queen and . . .
Trace of . . .
Face of . . .

. . .
Take your turn, a ride on the merry-go-round . . .
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 name the . . .?

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

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

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

Masquerade! satyrs, peering eyes . . .
Masquerade! Run and hide - but a face will 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 to a prosperous 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 engagement ring from RAOUL, she has attached to a gold chain around her neck.)

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

But why is it secret? have we to hide?

Please, let's not . . .

Christine, free!

Wait till the time is . . .

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 . . .

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

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

Masquerade! Grinning yellows, 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 and takes the centre of the stage)