Luyện nghe bài hát Notes / Twisted Every Way

Ludicrous!
Have you seen the

ludicrous!

It's the straw!

is lunacy!
Well, you know my

...Utter lunacy!

But we daren't ...

Not

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

"Dear Andre,
Re my
We need another bassoon.
Get a with tone -
and that trombone
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, find out
has a of pitch -
wisely, though,
I've to assign a
rather minor to those
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 look at -
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 behind ...

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 does she

It's your
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
rehearsal

Carlotta be
to act ... ,"
... not her normal
of strutting the stage.
Our Don Juan
lose some -
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
true her 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 ...
could be the
chance to our
clever ...

We're

...Go on.

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

We make
the doors are ...

We make
our men are ...

We make
armed ...

The falls.
His reign 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 wish I ...

Don't excuses!

Or could it be
you're on his

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

We say he'll
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 -
Here is you fall!

my warning!
his fury!

glory 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,
then 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 ...
take me, I know ...
we'll be parted for ...
he let me go ...
What I once used to
I now ...
if he me, it won't
end ...
and he'll 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
we're dead ...

Twisted way,
what answer can I
Am I to my life,
to win the to live?
Can I the man
who once my voice?
Do I become his
Do I have any
He without a thought,
he murders all that's . . .
I I can't refuse
and yet, I wish I . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
horrors wait for me
in this, the opera . . .?

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

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

:
Hide our sword now knight!
vainglorious gasconnade
brought you to your final
for your pride, price you've paid!

Silken couch and barn
both have his battlefield.

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .

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

Those who with Don Juan . . .

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

Those who with Don Juan . . .

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

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

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

Are you certain of that, . . .?

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

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

patience, Signora.

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

Those who
Don Juan!

who tan . . . tan . . .
Is

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

Ladies . . . Piangi . . . if you please . . .

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

In
he to me,
in
he . . .
that
calls to me
and
my . . .

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