Why so silent, good Messieurs? Did you think that I had left you for good? Have you missed me, good Messieurs? I have written you an opera. Here I bring the finished score: Don Juan Triumphant! Fondest greetings to you all A few instructions just before rehearsal starts Carlotta must be taught to act Not her normal trick of strutting around the stage Our Don Juan must lose weight It's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age And my managers must learn that their place is in an office Not the arts As for our star, Miss Christine Daae...
No doubt she'll do her best It's true, her voice is good She knows, though Should she wish to excell She has much still to learn If pride will let her return to me, her teacher Her teacher...