Luyện nghe bài hát The Point Of No Return

DON JUAN (PHANTOM - the curtain)
- Go away!
For the trap is set and for its prey . . .
(PASSARINO leaves. (AMINTA) enters. She
off her cloak and sits down. Looks about her. No-
one. She on an apple. The PHANTOM, disguised as
DON JUAN to
be PASSARINO, emerges. He now wears
robe, the cowl of which his face. His first words
her)
DON (PHANTOM)
You come here in pursuit of
your urge, in pursuit of
wish, which till now
has silent, silent . . .

I brought you, that our passions
may fuse and merge, in mind
you've succumbed to me
all defences completely succumbed to me, now you are here with me:
no second thoughts, decided,
. . .

Past the of no return -
no glances:
the of make believe
are at an end . . .

the point of "if" or "when" -
no use
thought,
and let the descend . . .

What raging shall flood the soul?
What rich unlocks its door?
What seduction lies before us . . .?
the point of no return,
the threshold, what warm,
unspoken will we learn?
Beyond the
of no . . .

(CHRISTINE)
You have me to that moment
where run dry, to that moment
where speech disappears silence,
. . .

I have come here, hardly
the why . . .
In my mind, I've
imagined our bodies
defenseless and -
and now I am here with
no thoughts, I've decided,
. . .

Past the point of no
no back now:
our has now, at last,
. . .

Past all thought of or wrong -
one question:
how long we two wait, before
one . . .?

When will the begin to race
the bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last,
us . . .?

Past the of no return
the final threshold, the
is crossed, so and watch it burn . . .

We've passed the point of no . . .
(By now the audience and the have realized that SIGNOR PIANGI is dead behind the curtain, and it is
the PHANTOM who sings in his place. knows it too. As final confirmation, the PHANTOM sings):

Say share with me one
love, one . . .
Lead me, me from my solitude . . .
(He takes his finger a ring and holds it out to her.
she takes it and puts it on her finger.)
Say you want me you,
here you . . .
you go let me go too,
Christine all I ask of . . .
(We never reach the word 'you', for CHRISTINE quite calmly reveals the face to the audience. As
the OF LAW close in on the horrifying skull,
the PHANTOM sweeps his cloak around her and vanishes. MEG pulls the curtain upstage, PIANGI'S
body garotted, propped against the bed, his gruesomely tilted to one side. She screams.)