Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

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

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

Flash of . . .
of puce . . .
Fool and . . .
and goose . . .
Green and . . .
and priest . . .
Trace of . . .
Face of . . .

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

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

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

But who can name the . . .?

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

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

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

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

(The ENSEMBLE becomes background, as
ANDRE, FIRMIN, MEG, GIRY, PIANGI and
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.
Just of it.

(Spoken)
But, why a
What have we to

(Spoken)
No, Raoul, don't 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 will in time
(I'll in time)

ALL
Masquerade!
Paper on parade
Masquerade!
Hide face,
so the
will never you!

Masquerade!
Every a different shade
Masquerade!
around,
there's another
you!

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

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

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

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

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

No she'll do her best
true, her voice is good
She knows,
Should she to excell
She has much still to
If will let her return 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 the floor hidden by fire. Raoul jumps into the hole in the floor with sword in hand and the floor closes again)