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 daren't ...

Not

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

"Dear Andre,
Re my
We another first bassoon.
Get a with tone -
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 sense of -
wisely, though,
I've to assign a
rather minor role to
who act!"

Outrage!

What is it

This whole 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
secured the role
in "Don Juan".

Christine
She have
the voice!

Signora, please!

I take 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 I'm blind?

This my fault!
I don't any
in this 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 don't to ...
can't make 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 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 much
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 ...
could be the
chance to our
friend ...

We're

...Go on.

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

We make
the are barred ...

We certain
our men are ...

We certain
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
on his side?

Monsieur, me,
I no ill ...
But messieurs, be -
we seen 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 -
is where 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 helps
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 -
make me do this ...
Raoul, it me -
don't put me this
by fire ...
he'll me, I know ...
be parted for ever ...
he let me go ...
What I once to dream
I now ...
if he finds me, it
end ...
and always 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 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 wish I . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
horrors wait for me
in this, the Phantom's . . .?

Christine, Christine,
don't think that I don't -
but every
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!
vainglorious gasconnade
brought you to your fight
for your pride, price you've paid!

Silken couch and hay-filled
both been his battlefield.

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .

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

Those who with Don Juan . . .

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

Those who tangle with Don . . .

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

Signora - you speak that way in the
presence of the

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

Are you certain of that, . . .?

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

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .
:
Ah, piu non posso! What does it what 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 . . . Signor Piangi . . . if you . . .

ALL CHRISTINE:
Poor maiden! For the thrill
on your of stolen sweets
you will have to pay the -
tangled in the sheets!

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

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