Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

Masquerade!
Paper on parade . . .
Masquerade!
your face,
so the world
find you!

Masquerade!
Every face a shade . . .
Masquerade!
Look -
there's
behind you!

Flash of . . .
Splash of . . .
Fool and . . .
Ghoul and . . .
and black . . .
Queen and . . .
of rouge . . .
Face of . . .

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

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

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

But who can the face . . .?

ALL
Masquerade!
yellows,
spinning . . .
Masquerade!
Take fill -
let the
you!

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

Masquerade!
Seething
breathing . . .
Masquerade!
You can
any who
ever you!

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

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

What a

MEG
a crowd!

you glad!

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 year!

To the new chandelier!

And may its
splendour fade!

Six months!

a joy!

MEG
a change!

What a release!

And a masquerade!

of it
(Spoken)
A engagement.
Look, your bride.
think of it.

(Spoken)
But, why a
What we to hide?

(Spoken)
No, Raoul, please let them see

(Spoken)
Well let see.
an engagement, not a crime.
(Sung)
Christine, what are you of?

Let's not
(Let's not argue)
pretend
(I can hope)
You understand in time
(I'll in time)

ALL
Masquerade!
Paper faces on
Masquerade!
your face,
so the
will never you!

Masquerade!
Every face a different
Masquerade!
around,
there's mask
you!

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

Masquerade!
yellows,
Spinning
Masquerade!
your fill,
let the
you!

(Voices fade and turn to gasps as the lights dim and the Phantom appears at the top of the )

Why so silent, Messieurs?
Did you that I had left you for good?
you missed me, good Messieurs?
I written you an opera.
Here, I bring the score.
Don Triumphant!

Fondest to you all
A few just before rehearsal starts
Carlotta must be to act
Not her trick of strutting round the stage
Our Don must lose some weight
It's not healthy in a man of age
And my managers must that their place is in an office
Not the
As for our star, Miss Daae...

No doubt she'll do her
It's true, her is good
She knows,
Should she to excell
She has much still to
If pride will let her to me, her teacher
Her teacher...

Your chains are mine,
(spoken)
You to me!
(The Phantom runs to the middle of the stairway and disappears into the floor hidden by fire. Raoul jumps into the hole in the floor sword in hand and the floor closes again)