PHANTOM:
Wandering child, so lost, so helpless,
yearning for my guidance
CHRISTINE:
Angel or father? Friend or phantom?
Who is it there, staring?
PHANTOM:
Have you forgotten your Angel?
CHRISTINE:
Angel, oh, speak!
What endless longings echo in this whisper!
PHANTOM:
Too long you've wandered in winter,
far from my fathering gaze
CHRISTINE:
Wildly my mind beats against you...
PHANTOM:
You resist...
BOTH:
but (your) soul obeys
PHANTOM:
Angel of Music!
You denied me, turning from true beauty
Angel of Music!
Do not shun me! Come to your strange Angel!
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music!
I denied you, turning from true beauty
Angel of Music!
My protector! Come to me, strange Angel!
PHANTOM:
I am your Angel of Music…
Come to me, Angel of Music...
RAOUL:
No, Christine! Wait!
CHRISTINE:
Raoul!
RAOUL:
Whatever you may believe,
this man, this thing is not your father!
PHANTOM:
Now let it be war upon you both!
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