Luyện nghe bài hát Prima Donna

Your public you!

We you too!

Would you not rather your
little ingnue?

Andr and
Signora, no.
The world you.
donna,
first of the stage!
Your
are on knees
to you!

Can you bow out
when shouting
your

Think of how all adore you.

Andr and
donna,
enchant us again

Think of muse...

And of the
the theatre!

Andr and
Can you us the triumph in store?

and Firmin-
Sing, donna,
more!
|

|Christine of an angel...
|

donna,
your song shall again!

|Andr and
of your public!
|

|You a snub,

there's a public
|who you!
|

|She has the voice
|of the of music...
|
|Andr and
|Those who your voice
you to an angel!

|Think of cry
|of
|support!
|

|Is this her of music...?
|

|We get our opera...

|She her limelight!
|

|Follow where the
you!
|

|Is ghost
|an or a madman...?
|

or madmadman...?
|
|Andr and
ladies are a trial!
|

donna,
|your song shall die!
|

of hell, or of heaven...?
|

|Heaven you,|those who doubt...
|

|You'll again,
to unending
|ovation!
|

|Orders! Warnings!
demands!
|

|This
|Will damnation...
|
|Andr and
|Tears... oaths...
demands
|are occurences!
|

|Bliss or

has claimed her...?

|Think how shine
|in that
|encore!
|Sing, donna,
more!
|

|Oh fools,
|to have his warnings!
|

|Surely, for her sake...
|

|Surely strike back...
|
|Andr and
|Surely there'll be scenes -

than this!
|

|Think,
|these are rejected!
|

|...I must see demands are rejected!
|

|...if his

|and are rejected!
|
and Firmin-
|Who'd a diva
|happy to a
|chorus girl, who's
|and slept the patron?
and the soubrette,
|entwined in duet!
he may demur,
|he have been with her!
|
|Meg and
|Christine be protected!
|

|O, fortunata!
|Non

|abbandonata!
|
and Firmin-
|You'd never get
all this in a play,
|but if it's loudly
in a foreign tongue,
|it's just the of story
adore, in fact a perfect
|opera!
|

|His is over!
|

|This is a
|you hope to win!
|

|And in Box
|a new will begin...
|

|For, if his
|is on opera...
|

|But if his

|is on opera...
|
|Andr and
donna,
|the is at your feet!
|A waits,
how it hates,
|to be cheated!
|

|The stress that upon a
prima donna!
deseases,
|coughs and and sneezes!
|
|Still, the dryest
|will the highest note,
|in search of
|opera!
|
and Giry-
|...then I the outcome...
|

|Christine the Pageboy,
|Carlotta the Countess...
|

|...should you to...
|

|...when you again...

Light up the
with that rapport!
Sing, donna,
more!

Phantom(spoken)-
So, it is war between us! If demands are not met, a disaster

your imagination....will occur!

more!