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 refuse ...

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 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 the matter?

Have you
the size of my

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
this "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 appears we
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 want any
in this plot!

Miss Daae, ...

But why

What does she

It's decision
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
starts:

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 their is in
an office, not the arts.

As for Miss Christine ...
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 ...
could be the
chance to our
friend ...

We're

...Go on.

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

We make
the doors are ...

We make
our men are ...

We certain
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 wish I ...

Don't excuses!

Or could it be
on his side?

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

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 hope to
It's to all
the insane!

Christine
get our man ...

She is crazy!
She is raving!

If Christine
us in this ...

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 make me do ...
Raoul, it me -
put me through this
ordeal by ...
take me, I know ...
we'll be for ever ...
he let me go ...
What I once used to
I now ...
if he finds me, it
end ...
and he'll be there,
singing in my head ...
he'll be there,
singing songs in my ...

mad ...

You said
he was
but a man ...
Yet he lives,
he haunt 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 once my voice?
Do I his prey?
Do I any choice?
He kills a thought,
he murders all that's . . .
I know I can't
and yet, I I could . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
what horrors for me
in this, the opera . . .?

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

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

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

Silken couch and barn
both 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 - 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, again - 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 CHRISTINE:
Poor young maiden! For the
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 send her the Angel of Music . . .
Her promised her . . .
Her father her