Christine: In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came, that voice which calls to me, and speaks my name. And do I dream again? For now I find the phantom of the opera is there inside my mind. Phantom: Sing once again with me our strange duet; my power over you grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me to glance behind, the phantom of the opera is there inside your mind. Christine: Those who have seen your face draw back in fear. I am the mask you wear, Phantom: it's me they hear. Christine & Phantom: Your spirit and my voice in one combined; the phantom of the opera is there inside my/your mind. Phantom: In all your fantasies, you always knew that man and mystery Christine: were both in you. Christine & Phantom: And in this labyrinth where night is blind, the Phantom of the opera is here inside my/your mind Phantom: Sing, my angel of music! Christine: He's there the phantom of the opera. Phantom: Sing, my angel of music! Sing, for my! Sing, for my! Sing, my angel of music! Voices: He's there the phantom of the opera. Beware the phantom of the opera. Скачано с сайта www.Muza.vip