Luyện nghe bài hát Notes / Twisted Every Way

Ludicrous!
Have you the score?

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 with tone -
and third trombone
has to go!
The man not be deafer,
so please one
who in tune!"

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

Outrage!

What is it

This affair is
an outrage!

Now what's the

Have you
the of my part?

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! our little flower!

Ah Daae,
the lady
of the hour!

You
secured the largest
in "Don Juan".

Christine
She doesn't
the voice!

Signora, please!

Then I it
agreeing.

She's behind ...

It we have
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 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 cannot it,
or not!

...
...
You have to ...
can't make you ...

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

Carlotta be
to act ... ,"
... not her normal
of strutting the stage.
Our Don must
lose weight -
not healthy in
a man of age.
And my
learn
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 still
to learn, if pride
let her
to me, her
teacher,
her ...

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

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

We're

...Go on.

We shall 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 certain
armed ...

The falls.
His reign 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 could it be
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 -
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 helps
us in this ...

Say prayers,
angel of death!

Please

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

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

Dio!
Che

This seal his fate!

If you stop,
go mad!
Raoul, I'm -
don't me do this ...
Raoul, it me -
don't put me this
by fire ...
he'll take me, I ...
we'll be parted for ...
he let me go ...
What I used to dream
I now ...
if he finds me, it
end ...
and he'll be there,
singing songs in my ...
always be there,
singing songs in my ...

mad ...

You said
he was
but a man ...
Yet he lives,
he haunt us
till dead ...

Twisted way,
answer 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 kills a thought,
he all that's good . . .
I I can't refuse
and yet, I wish I . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
horrors wait for me
in this, the Phantom's . . .?

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

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

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

Silken and hay-filled barn
have been his battlefield.

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .

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

Those who tangle with Don . . .

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

Those who with Don Juan . . .

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

Signora - would you speak way in the
of the composer?

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

Are you of that, Signora . . .?

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

Those who tangle with Don . . .
:
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 . . . 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 . . .

Little
of everything and nothing . . .
Her promised her
that he send her the Angel of Music . . .
Her promised her . . .
Her promised her