Luyện nghe bài hát Notes / Twisted Every Way

Ludicrous!
Have you the score?

ludicrous!

It's the straw!

is lunacy!
Well, you know my

...Utter lunacy!

But we refuse ...

Not

...Look, my friend,
we have ...

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

"Dear Firmin,
vis a vis my
some chorus-members be sacked.
If you could, find out
has a of pitch -
wisely, though,
I've managed to a
rather role to those
who act!"

Outrage!

What is it

This whole is
an outrage!

Now what's the

Have you
the size of my

Signora, ...

an insult!

Not you as well!

Just look at -
an insult!

Please, ...

Signor! Signora!

The I have
to do for my art!

If you can
this "art" !

Ah! our little flower!

Ah Daae,
quite the
of the hour!

You
secured the role
in "Don Juan".

Christine
She doesn't
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 cannot it,
or not!

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

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

Carlotta be
to act ... ,"
... not her trick
of strutting the stage.
Our Don Juan
lose some -
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 best -
her voice is
good. She knows, though,
should she wish to
she has still
to learn, if will
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
friend ...

We're

...Go on.

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

We certain
the doors are ...

We make
our men are ...

We make
they're ...

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 I could ...

Don't excuses!

Or it be that
you're on his

Monsieur, me,
I no ill ...
But messieurs, be -
we seen 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 -
so called "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,
black 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 -
don't put me through
ordeal by ...
he'll me, I know ...
we'll be parted for ...
he let me go ...
What I once used to
I now ...
if he finds me, it
end ...
and always be there,
singing songs in my ...
he'll be there,
singing songs in my ...

mad ...

You yourself
he was
but a man ...
Yet he lives,
he haunt us
till we're ...

Twisted way,
answer can I give?
Am I to my life,
to win the to live?
Can I the man
who once my voice?
Do I become his
Do I any choice?
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 care -
but hope
and every
on you now . . .

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

:
Hide our sword now knight!
Your gasconnade
brought you to final fight
for pride, high 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 with Don Juan . . ."
If you

Those who with 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 - would you that way in the
of the composer?

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

Are you certain of that, . . .?

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 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 maiden! For the thrill
on your tongue of sweets
you have to pay the bill -
tangled in the sheets!

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

Little
thought of everything and . . .
Her promised her
that he would send her the Angel of . . .
Her father her . . .
Her father her