Luyện nghe bài hát Notes / Twisted Every Way

Ludicrous!
Have you seen the

ludicrous!

It's the straw!

is lunacy!
Well, you my views

...Utter lunacy!

But we daren't ...

Not

...Look, my friend,
we here ...

"Dear Andre,
Re my
We another first bassoon.
Get a player with -
and that third
has to go!
The man not be deafer,
so preferably one
who in tune!"

"Dear Firmin,
vis a vis my
chorus-members must be sacked.
If you could, out which
has a sense of -
wisely, though,
I've managed to a
minor role to those
who act!"

Outrage!

What is it

This affair is
an outrage!

Now what's the

Have you
the size of my

Signora, ...

an insult!

Not you as well!

Just at this -
an insult!

Please, ...

Signor! Signora!

The things I
to do for my art!

If you can
this "art" !

Ah! our little flower!

Ah Daae,
quite the
of the hour!

You
secured the largest
in "Don Juan".

Christine
She have
the voice!

Signora, please!

Then I it
agreeing.

She's behind ...

It appears we
no choice.

the one
this!
Daae!

How you!

I'm not a fool!

You woman!
How you!

You think I'm

This my fault!
I want any
in this plot!

Miss Daae, ...

But why

What she say?

It's your
But why

She's out!

You a duty!

I sing it,
or not!

...
...
You don't to ...
they can't you ...

Please,
note.
"Fondest
to you all !
A few
just
rehearsal

Carlotta be
to act ... ,"
... not her trick
of strutting the stage.
Our Don must
some weight -
it's not in
a man of age.
And my
must
that place is in
an office, not the arts.

As for Miss Christine ...
No she'll
do her - it's
her voice is
good. She knows, though,
should she wish to
she has much
to learn, if pride
let her
to me, her
teacher,
her ...

Your obedient ...
"... and ..."

We all been
- and yet the
answer is us
in the ...
could be the
chance to our
friend ...

We're

...Go on.

We play his
- perform his
work - but we
the ace ...
For, if Daae
sings, he is
to ...

We certain
the are barred ...

We make
our men are ...

We make
armed ...

The falls.
His will end!

Madness!

I'm not so ...

Not if it ...

is madness!

The tide turn!

Monsieur, me -
is no way of
the tide!

You to ballet!

Then us!

Monsieur, I ...

Instead of us ...

us!

I I could ...

Don't excuses!

Or it be that
you're on his

Monsieur, me,
I no ill ...
But messieurs, be -
we have seen him ...

We say fall
and he will!

She's the one this!
Christine!
is a ploy to help,
Christine!

is the truth!
Daae!

is his undoing!

If you
you us all -
so called "angel"
has to fall!

of music,
fear my -
Here is you fall!

my warning!
his fury!

What can
she to gain?
clear to all
the insane!

Christine
get our man ...

She is crazy!
She is raving!

If Christine
us in plan ...

Say prayers,
angel of death!

Please

...If won't,
no-one can ...

Monsieur, I beg you,
do not do ...

Dio!
Che

This will his fate!

If you stop,
go mad!
Raoul, I'm -
make me do this ...
Raoul, it me -
put me through this
ordeal by ...
he'll take me, I ...
we'll be parted for ...
he let me go ...
What I once to dream
I now ...
if he me, it won't
end ...
and he'll be there,
songs in my head ...
he'll be there,
singing songs in my ...

mad ...

You yourself
he was
but a man ...
Yet he lives,
he will us
we're dead ...

Twisted way,
what can I give?
Am I to my life,
to win the to live?
Can I the man
who inspired my voice?
Do I his prey?
Do I have any
He without a thought,
he murders all good . . .
I know I refuse
and yet, I I could . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
what horrors for me
in this, the opera . . .?

Christine, Christine,
don't think that I don't -
but every
and prayer
on you now . . .

So, it is to be war us! But this time, clever
friend, the will be yours!

:
Hide our now wounded knight!
Your gasconnade
brought you to final fight
for your pride, price you've paid!

Silken and hay-filled barn
both have his battlefield.

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .

No, no, no! Please.
Don Juan, Signor Piangi - here is the phrase. "Those who tangle Don Juan . . ."
If you

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .

No, no. - but no.
"Those who tan, tan, tan . . ."

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .

His way is better. At least he make it sound
music!

Signora - you speak that way in the
presence of the

The composer is not here. And if he here, I
. . .

Are you certain of that, . . .?

So, once - after seven.
Five, six, . . .

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .
:
Ah, piu non posso! What does it what notes
we

patience, Signora.

No-one will if it is right or if it is wrong.

Those who
Don Juan!

who tan . . . tan . . .
Is

Not quite,
who tan . . . tan . . .

Ladies . . . Signor Piangi . . . if you . . .

ALL EXCEPT
Poor young maiden! For the
on your tongue of sweets
you will have to pay the -
tangled in the sheets!

In
he to me,
in
he . . .
voice
which to me
and
my . . .

Lotte
thought of everything and . . .
Her Father her
he would send her the Angel of Music . . .
Her father her . . .
Her father her