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 need first bassoon.
Get a player with -
and third trombone
has to go!
The man not be deafer,
so preferably one
who in tune!"

"Dear Firmin,
vis a vis my
some must be sacked.
If you could, find out
has a of pitch -
wisely, though,
managed to assign a
rather minor to those
who act!"

Outrage!

What is it

This affair is
an outrage!

Now the matter?

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
gibberish "art" !

Ah! Here's our flower!

Ah Daae,
quite the
of the hour!

You
the largest role
in "Don Juan".

Christine
She doesn't
the voice!

Signora, please!

Then I it
agreeing.

She's this ...

It we have
no choice.

the one
this!
Daae!

How you!

I'm not a fool!

You woman!
How you!

You I'm blind?

This my fault!
I don't any
part in plot!

Miss Daae, ...

But why

What she say?

It's decision
But why

She's out!

You a duty!

I sing it,
or not!

...
...
You have to ...
they make you ...

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

Carlotta be
to act ... ,"
... not her normal
of round the stage.
Our Don must
lose weight -
not healthy in
a man of age.
And my
must
that place is in
an office, not the arts.

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

Your friend ...
"... and ..."

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

We're

...Go on.

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

We make
the doors are ...

We certain
our men are ...

We make
armed ...

The falls.
His will end!

Madness!

I'm not so ...

Not if it ...

is madness!

The will turn!

Monsieur, me -
is no way of
the tide!

You to ballet!

Then us!

Monsieur, I ...

Instead of us ...

us!

I wish I ...

Don't excuses!

Or it be that
you're on his

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

We say fall
and he will!

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

is the truth!
Daae!

is his undoing!

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

of music,
fear my -
is where you fall!

my warning!
his fury!

What can
she hope to
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 -
don't 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 used to dream
I now ...
if he me, it won't
end ...
and always be there,
singing in my head ...
always be there,
singing songs in my ...

mad ...

You said
he was
but a man ...
Yet he lives,
he will us
till we're ...

Twisted way,
what answer can I
Am I to my life,
to win the chance to
Can I the man
who once inspired my
Do I become his
Do I any choice?
He kills a thought,
he murders all good . . .
I know I can't
and yet, I I could . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
horrors wait for me
in this, the opera . . .?

Christine, Christine,
don't that I don't care -
but hope
and every
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
you to your final fight
for pride, high price you've paid!

Silken couch and barn
both been his battlefield.

Those who tangle with Don . . .

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

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .

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

Those who with Don Juan . . .

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

Signora - would you that way in the
presence of the

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

Are you of that, Signora . . .?

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

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

patience, Signora.

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

Those who
Don Juan!

who tan . . . tan . . .
Is

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

Ladies . . . Signor . . . if you please . . .

ALL CHRISTINE:
young maiden! For the thrill
on your tongue of sweets
you have to pay the bill -
in the winding sheets!

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

Lotte
thought of and nothing . . .
Her promised her
that he send her the Angel of Music . . .
Her promised her . . .
Her father her