sir andrew lloyd webber'in muhteşem ötesi eseri. sözleri charles hart ve richard stilgoe tarafından yazılmıştır.. kitabı ise yine sir andrew lloyd webber ve richard stilgoe tarafından kaleme alınmıştır..

netekim 10 yıldan beri bıkmadan usanmadan dinlerim ve hala en büyük hayallerimden biri ingiltere de original cast ten dinleyebilmektir.. bu şansa erişebilmiş arkadaşlarada gıpta ile bakarım..

edit: neyse broadway'de izledikte basimiz goge erdi. original cast mi? degil.. olsun, buna da sukur..

---think of me ---

christine:
think of me
think of me fondly, when
we've said goodbye
remember me
once in a while, please
promise me you'll try

when you find,
that once again you long
to take your heart back,
and be free
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me

we never said
our love was evergreen
or as unchanging as the sea...
but if you can still remember,
stop and think of me

think of all the things
we've shared and seen,
don't think about the things
which might have been

think of me
think of me waking, silent
and resigned...
imagine me, trying too hard to
put you from my mind...

recall those days,
look back on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do...
there will never be a day when
i won't think of you

rhoul:
can it be,
can it be christine...
bravo!

what a change,
you're really not a bit
the gawkish girl that once you were
she may not remember me,
but i remember her

christine:
we never said
our love was evergreen
or as unchanging as the sea...
but please promise me,
that sometimes
you will think of me!

---angel of music---

audience
bravi, bravi, bravissimi!

meg
where in the world
have you been hiding?
really - you were perfect
i only wish
i knew your secret
who is this new
tutor?

christine
father once spoke of an angel
i used to dream he'd appear
now as i sing i can sense him
and i know he's here

here in this room he calls me softly
somewhere inside, hiding
somehow i know he's always with me
he, the unseen genius

meg
christine, you must have been dreaming
stories like this can't come true
christine, you're talking in riddles
and it's not like you

christine
angel of music, guide and guardian
grant to me you glory

meg
who is this angel?
this...

both
angel of music, hide no longer
secret and strange angel

christine
he's with me even now

meg
your hands are cold

christine
all around me

meg
your face, christine, it's white

christine
it frightens me

meg
don't be frightened

---the phantom of the opera---

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
its me they hear

both
your/my spirit and your/my voice in one combine,
the phantom of the opera is there
inside your/my mind

voices
the phantom of the opera,
beware the phantom of the opera

phantom
in all your fantasy
you always knew
that man and mystery . .

christine
were both in you

both
and in this labyrinth
where night is blind
the phantom of the opera is here/there
inside your/my mind

phantom
sing my angel of music

christine
he's there the phantom of the opera

phantom
sing

christine
ahhhhh. . . .

phantom
sing

christine
ahhhhh. . . .

phantom
sing for me

christine
ahhhhhh. . . .

phantom
sing my angel of music

christine
ahhhhhh. . . .

phantom
sing for me !

christine
ahhhhhhh !

---the music of the night---

night time sharpens, heightens each sensation
darkness stirs and wakes imagination
silently the senses abandon their defences
helpless to resist the notes i write
for i compose the music of the night

slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
hearing is believing
music is deceiving
hard as lightning, soft as candlelight
dare you trust the music of the night

close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth
and the truth isn't what you want to see
in the dark it is easy to pretend
that the truth is what it ought to be

softly, deftly, music shall carress you
hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
open up your mind
let your fantasies unwind
in this darkness which you know you cannot fight
the darkness of the music of the night

close your eyes, start a journey through a strange, new world
leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
close your eyes, and let music set you free
only then can you belong to me

floating (floating), falling (falling), sweet intoxication
touch me (touch me), trust me (trust me), savour each sensation
let the dream begin
let your darker side give in
to the power of the music that i write
the power of the music of the night

you alone can make my song take flight
help me make the music of the
help me make the music of the night...

---prima donna---

andre
your public needs you!
firmin
we need you, too!
carlotta (unassuaged)
would you not
rather have your
precious little
ingenue?
andre/firmin
signora, no!
the world wants you!
(the managers adopt their most persuasive attitudes)
andre/firmin
prima donna
first lady of the stage!
your devotees
are on their knees
to implore you !
andre
can you bow out
when they're shouting
your name?
firmin
think of how they all
adore you!
both
prima donna,
enchant us once again!
andre
think of your muse . . .
firmin
and of the queues
round the theatre!
both
can you deny us the triumph
in store?
sing, prima donna, once more!
(carlotta registers her acceptance as the
managers continue to cajole and the others reflect
variously on the situation)
raoul
christine spoke of an angel . . .
carlotta (to herself, in triumph)
prima donna
your song shall live again!
andre/firmin (to carlotta)
think of your public!
carlotta
you took a snub
but there's a public
who needs you!
giry (referring to christine)
she has heard the voice
of the angel of music . . .
andre/firmin (to carlotta)
those who hear your voice
liken you to an angel!
carlotta
think of their cry
of undying
support !
raoul
is this her angel of music . . .?
andre (to firmln)
we get our opera . . .
firmin (to andre)
she gets her limelight!
carlotta
follow where the limelight
leads you!
meg
is this ghost
an angel or a madman . . .?
raoul
angel or madman . . .?
andre/firmin (aside)
leading ladies are a trial!
giry
heaven help you,
those who doubt . . .
carlotta
you'll sing again,
and to unending
ovation!
raoul
orders! warnings!
lunatic demands!
giry
this miscasting
will invite damnation . . .
andre/firmin
tears . . . oaths . . .
iunatic demands
are regular occurrences!
meg
bliss or damnation?
which has claimed her . . .?
carlotta
think how you'll shine
in that final encore!
sing, prima donna,
once more!
giry
oh fools, to have flouted his warnings!
raoul
surely, for her sake . . .
meg
surely he'll strike back . . .
andre/firmin
surely there'll be further scenes -
worse than this!
giry
think, before
these demands are rejected!
raoul
. . .i must see
these demands are rejected!
meg
. . . if his threats
and demands are rejected!
andre/firmin
who'd believe a diva
happy to relieve a chorus girl,
who's gone and slept with the patron?
raoul and the soubrette,
entwined in love's duet!
although he may demur,
he must have been with her!
meg/raoul
christine must be protected!
carlotta
o, fortunata!
non ancor
abbandonata!
andre/firmin
you'd never get away
with all this in a play,
but if it's loudly sung
and in a foreign tongue
it's just the sort of story
audiences adore,
in fact a perfect opera!
raoul
his game is over!
giry
this is a game
you cannot hope to win!
raoul
and in box five
a new game will begin . . .
giry
for, if his curse is on this opera . . .
meg
but if his curse is on this opera . . .
andre/firmin
prima donna
the world is at your feet!
a nation waits,
and how it hates
to be cheated!
carlotta
the stress that falls upon a
famous prima donna!
terrible diseases,
coughs and colds and sneezes!
still, the dryest throat
will reach the highest note,
in search of perfect
opera!
meg/giry
. . . then i fear the outcome . . .
raoul
christine plays the pageboy,
carlotta plays the countess . . .
giry
. . . should you dare to . .
meg
. . . when you once again . . .
all
light up the stage
with that age old
rapport!
sing, prima donna,
once more!
phantom's voice
so, it is to be war between us! if these demands are not
met, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur!
all
once more!

---all i ask of you---

raoul
no more talk of darkness,
forget these wide-eyed fears;
i'm here, nothing can harm you,
my words will warm and calm you.

let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry your tears;
i'm here, with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you.

christine
say you love me every waking moment,
turn my head with talk of summertime.
say you need me with you now and always;
promise me that all you say is true,
that's all i ask of you.

raoul
let me be your shelter,
let me be your light;
you're safe, no one will find you,
your fears are far behind you.

christine
all i want is freedom,
a world with no more night;
and you, always beside me,
to hold me and to hide me.

raoul
then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;
let me lead you from your solitude.
say you need me with you, here beside you,
anywhere you go, let me go too,
christine, that's all i ask of you

christine
say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;
say the word and i will follow you.

together
share each day with me,
each night, each morning.

christine
say you love me!
raoul
you know i do.

raoul &
christine
love me, that's all i ask of you.

---masquerade---

m'sieur firmin?
m'sieur andre?

dear andre
what a splendid party!
the prologue
to a bright new year!
quite a night!
i'm impressed!
well, one does
one's best ...
here's to us!
i must say, all the same, that
it's a shame that 'phantom'
fellow isn't here!
masquerade!
paper faces on parade ...
masquerade!
hide your face,
so the world will
never find you!

masquerade!
every face a different shade ...
masquerade!
look around -
there's another
mask behind you!

flash of mauve ...
splash of puce ...
fool and king ...
ghoul and goose ...
green and black ...
queen and priest ...
trace of rouge ...
face of beast ...

faces ...
take your turn, take a ride
on the merry-go-round ...
in an inhuman race ...

eye of gold ...
thigh of blue ...
true is false ...
who is who ...?
curl of lip ...
swirl of gown ...
ace of hearts ...
face of clown ...

faces ...
drink it in, drink it up,
till you've drowned
in the light ...
in the sound ...
but who can name the face ...?
masquerade!
grinning yellows,
spinning reds ...
masquerade!
take your fill -
let the spectacle
astound you!

masquerade!
burning glances,
turning heads ...
masquerade!
stop and stare
at the sea of smiles
around you!

masquerade!
seething shadows
breathing lies ...
masquerade!
you can fool
any friend who
ever knew you!

masquerade!
leering satyrs,
peering eyes ...
masquerade!
run and hide -
but a face will
still pursue you!what a night
what a crowd!
makes you glad!
makes you proud!
all the creme
de la creme!
watching us watching them
and all our fears
are in the past!

six months...
of relief!of delight!
of elysian peace!
and we can breathe at last!
no more notes!
no more ghost!
here's a health!
here's a toast:
to a prosperous year!
to the new chandelier!
and may its
splendour never fade!
six months!
what a joy!
what a change!
what a blessed release!

and what a masquerade!
think of it!
a secret engagement!
look - your future bride!
just think of it!
but why is it secret?
what have we to hide?
please, let's not fight ...
christine, you're free!
wait till the time is right ...when will that be?
it's an engagement,

not a crime!

christine,
what are you
afraid of?
let's not argue ...
let's not argue ...

please pretend ...
i can only hope i'll ...
you will ...
... understand
in time ...masquerade!
paper faces on parade!
masquerade!
hide your face,
so the world will
never find you!

masquerade!
every face a different shade!
masquerade!
look around -
there's another
mask behind you!

masquerade!
burning glances,
turning heads ...
masquerade!
stop and stare
at the sea of smiles
around you!

masquerade!
grinning yellows,
spinning reds ...
masquerade!
take your fill -
let the spectacle
astound you!
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" !
i advise you
to comply -
my instructions
should be clear -
remember
there are worse things
than a shattered chandelier ...

your chains are still mine -
you will sing for me!

madame giry. madame giry ...
monsieur, don't ask me - i know no more than
anyone else.
that's not true. you've seen something, haven't you ?
i don't know what i've seen ... please don't ask me,
monsieur ...madame, for all our sakes ...
very well. it was years ago. there was a travelling
fair in the city. tumblers, conjurors, human
oddities ...
go on ...
and there was ... i shall never forget him: a man ...
locked in a cage ...
in a cage ... ?
a prodigy, monsieur! scholar, architect, musician ...
a composer ...
and an inventor too, monsieur. they boasted he had
once built for the shah of persia, a maze of
mirrors ...
who was this man ...?
a freak of nature ...
more monster
than man ...
deformed ...?
from birth, it seemed ...my god ...and then ... he
went missing. he escaped.

go on.
they never found him
it was said he
had died ...
but he didn't die, did he?
the world forgot him,
but i never can ...
for in this darkness
i have seen him again ...and so our
phantom's this man ...i have said too much,
monsieur.
and there have been too many accidents ...

accidents?!
too many ...madame giry ...!

---wishing you were somehow here again---

you were once
my one companion . . .
you were all
that mattered . . .
you were once
a friend and father -
then my world
was shattered . . .

wishing you were
somehow here again . . .
wishing you were
somehow near . . .
sometimes it seemed
if i just dreamed,
somehow you would
be here . . .

wishing i could
hear your voice again . . .
knowing that i
never would . . .
dreaming of you
won't help me to do
all that you dreamed
i could . . .

passing bells
and sculpted angels,
cold and monumental,
seem, for you,
the wrong companions -
you were warm and gentle . . .

too many years
fighting back tears . . .
why can't the past
just die . . .?

wishing you were
somehow here again . . .
knowing we must
say goodbye . . .
try to forgive . . .
teach me to live . . .
give me the strength
to try . . .

no more memories,
no more silent tears . . .
no more gazing across
the wasted years . . .
help me say
goodbye.

---the point of not return---

don juan (phantom - behind the curtain)
passarino - go away!
for the trap is set and waits for its prey . . .
(passarino leaves. christine (aminta) enters. she
takes off her cloak and sits down. looks about her. no-
one. she starts on an apple. the phantom, disguised as
don juan pretending to
be passarino, emerges. he now wears passarino's
robe, the cowl of which hides his face. his first words
startle her)
don juan (phantom)
you have come here
in pursuit of
your deepest urge,
in pursuit of
that wish,
which till now
has been silent,
silent . . .
i have brought you,
that our passions
may fuse and merge -
in your mind
you've already
succumbed to me
dropped all defences
completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided,
decided . . .
past the point
of no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played
till now are at
an end . . .
past all thought
of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting:
abandon thought,
and let the dream
descend . . .
what raging fire
shall flood the soul?
what rich desire
unlocks its door?
what sweet seduction
lies before
us . . .?
past the point
of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm,
unspoken secrets
will we learn?
beyond the point
of no return . . .
aminta (christine)
you have brought me
to that moment
where words run dry,
to that moment
where speech
disappears
into silence,
silence . . .
i have come here,
hardly knowing
the reason why . . .
in my mind,
i've already
imagined our
bodies entwining
defenceless and silent -
and now i am
here with you:
no second thoughts,
i've decided,
decided . . .
past the point
of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play
has now, at last,
begun . . .
past all thought
of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we
two wait, before
we're one . . .?
when will the blood
begin to race
the sleeping bud
burst into bloom?
when will the flames,
at last, consume
us . . .?
both
past the point
of no return
the final threshold -
the bridge
is crossed, so stand
and watch it burn . . .
we've passed the point
of no return . . .
(by now the audience and the police have realised
that signor piangi is dead behind the curtain, and it is
the phantom who sings in his place. christine
knows it too. as final confirmation, the phantom
sings):
phantom
say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
lead me, save me
from my solitude . . .
(he takes from his finger a ring and holds it out to her.
slowly she takes it and puts it on her finger.)
say you want me
with you,
here beside you . . .
anywhere you go
let me go too -
christine
that's all i ask of . . .
(we never reach the word 'you', for christine quite
calmly reveals the phantom's face to the audience. as
the forces of law close in on the horrifying skull,
the phantom sweeps his cloak around her and
vanishes.
meg pulls the curtain upstage, revealing piangi's
body garotted, propped against the bed, his head
gruesomely tilted to one side. she screams.)
transformation to:
reverse view of the stage
(police, stagehands, etc. rush onto the stage in
confusion. also: andre, firmin, raoul, giry,
carlotta and meg)
carlotta
what is it? what has happened? ubaldo!
andre
oh, my god . . . my god . . .
firmin
we're ruined, andre - ruined!
giry (to raoul)
monsieur le vicomte! come with me!
carlotta (rushing over to piangi's body)
oh, my darling, my darling . . . who has done
this ...?
(hysterical, attacking andre)
you! why did you let this happen?
(she breaks down, as piangi's body is carried off on a
stretcher)
giry
monsieur le vicomte, i know where they are.
raoul
but can i trust you?
giry
you must. but remember: your hand at the level of
your eyes!
raoul
but why . . .?
giry
why? the punjab lasso, monsieur. first buquet.
now piangi.
meg (holding up her hand)
like this, monsieur. i'll come with you.
giry
no, meg! no, you stay here!
(to raoul)
come with me, monsieur. hurry, or we shall be too
late . . .

---track down this murderer---

(he hears the offstage voices of the pursuing mob)
mob (offstage)
track down this murderer!
he must be found!
phantom (moving off again)
hounded out by
everyone!
met with hatred
everywhere!
no kind word from
anyone!
no compassion
anywhere!
christine, christine . . .
why, why . . .?
(raoul and giry appear above. they make their way
down, meeting a pack of rats. glry screams and lowers
her guard. the rats and the ratcatcher pass them.
giry raises her hand again)
giry
your hand at the level of your eyes!
raoul
. . . at the level of your eyes . . .
mob (offstage)
your hand at the level of your eyes!
giry
he lives across the lake, monsieur. this is as far as
i dare go.
raoul
madame giry, thank you.
(she turns to go back up the slope. raoul looks at the
water. he removes his coat and plunges in. the mob
appears at the top of the slope. they come
down to the lake edge, their torches flickering.)
mob
track down this
murderer -
he must be found!
hunt out this
animal,
who runs to ground!
too long he's
preyed on us -
but now we know:
the phantom of the opera
is there
deep down below . . .
he's here: the phantom of the opera . . .
(they turn back up the slope. perhaps there is another
way in. the gate to the lair descends, as the rest of the
lair appears.)
beyond the lake
(the dummy of chrlstlne sits crumpled on a large
throne. the phantom drags christine roughly out of
the boat. she frees herself and backs away as he stares
blackly out front. braving her terror, she addresses him
fiercely).
christine
have you gorged yourself
at last, in your
lust for blood?
(no reply)
am i now to be
prey to your
lust for flesh?
phantom (coldly)
that fate, which
condemns me
to wallow in blood
has also
denied me
the joys of the flesh . . .
this face -
the infection
which poisons our love . . .
(he lakes the bridal veil front the dummy, and moves
slowly towards her)
this face,
which earned
a mother's fear
and loathing . . .
a mask,
my first
unfeeling scrap
of clothing . . .
(he places the veil on her head)
pity comes
too late -
turn around
and face your fate:
an eternity of this
before your eyes!
(they are almost touching. she looks calmly and coldly
into his face)
christine
this haunted face
holds no horror
for me now . . .
it's in your soul
that the true
distortion lies . . .
(the phantom suddenly senses raoul's presence.
behind the portcullis, raoul climbs out of the water)
phantom
wait! i think, my dear,
we have a guest!
(to raoul)
sir, this is indeed
an unparalleled delight!
i had rather hoped
that you would come.
and now my wish comes true -
you have truly made my night!
raoul (pleading, grasping the bars of the gate)
free her!
do what you like
only free her!
have you no pity?
phantom (to christine, dryly)
your lover makes
a passionate plea!
christine
please, raoul, it's useless . . .
raoul
i love her!
does that mean nothing?
i love her!
show some compassion . . .
phantom (snarls furiously at raoul)
the world showed no
compassion to me!
raoul
christine . . .
christine . . .
(to phantom)
let me see her . . .
phantom (drily)
be my guest, sir . .
(he gestures, and the fence rises. raoul enters)
monsieur, i
bid you welcome!
did you think that
i would harm her?
why should i make
her pay
for the sins which
are yours?
(so saying, he takes the punjab lasso and, before raoul
has a chance to move, catches him by the neck. the end
of the rope, of which the phantom has let go, remains
magically suspended in mid-air)
(taunting)
order your fine horses now!
raise up your hand to the level of your eyes!
nothing can save you now -
except perhaps christine . . .
(he turns to her)
start a new life with me -
buy his freedom with your love!
refuse me, and you send your lover to his
death!
this is the choice -
this is the point of no return!
christine (to the phantom)
the tears i might have shed
for your dark fate
grow cold, and turn to tears
of hate . . .
raoul (despairing)
christine, forgive
me please forgive me . . .
i did it all
for you, and all for
nothing . . .
christine (looking at the phantom but to
herself)
farewell
my fallen idol
and false friend . . .
one by one
i've watched
illusions shattered . . .
phantom
past all hope
of cries for help:
no point in fighting -
raoul
either way
you choose,
he has to win . . .
phantom
for either way
you choose,
you cannot win!
so, do you end
your days with me,
or do you send
him to his grave?
raoul (to phantom)
why make her lie
to you, to save
me?
christine
angel of music . . .
phantom
past the point
of no return -
raoul
for pity's sake,
christine, say no!
christine
. . . why this torment?
phantom
. . . the final threshold . . .
raoul
don't throw your life
away for my sake . . .
christine
when will you see
reason . . .?
phantom
his life is now the prize
which you must earn!
raoul
i fought so hard
to free you . . .
christine
angel of music . . .
phantom
you've passed the point
of no return . . .
christine
. . . you deceived me -
i gave my mind
blindly . . .
phantom (to christine)
you try my patience -
make your choice!
(she reflects for a moment, then with resolution moves
slowly towards the phantom)
christine (quietly at first, then with growing
emotion)
pitiful creature
of darkness . . .
what kind of life
have you known . . .?
god give me courage
to show you
you are not
alone . . .
(now calmly facing him, she kisses him long and full on
the lips. the embrace lasts a long time. raoul watches
in horror and wonder.
the phantom lakes a lighted candle and holds it
above raoul's head. a tense moment. but the
suspended rope suddenly falls harmlessly - the
phantom has burned the thread by which the noose was
held. resigned, he addresses raoul, as we hear the
offstage voices of the approaching mob)
mob
some:
track down this
murderer -
he must be found!
hunt out this
animal,
who runs to ground!
too long he's
preyed on us -
but now we know:
the phantom of the opera
is there
deep down below . .
others:
who is this monster,
this murdering beast?
revenge for piangi!
revenge for buquet!
this creature
must never go free . . .
phantom
take her - forget me - forget all of this . . .
leave me alone - forget all you've seen . . .
go now - don't let them find you!
take the boat - leave me here - go now,
don't wait . . .
just take her and go - before it's too late . . .
go . . .
go now - go now and leave me!
(raoul and christine move off towards the boat.
the phantom looks mockingly at his mask. the
musical box starts up magically, and he listens to it)
masquerade . . .
paper faces on parade . . .
masquerade . . .
hide your face
so the world will
never find you . . .
(christine re-enters and walks slowly towards him.
she takes off her ring and gives it to the phantom)
phantom
christine, i love you . . .
(she hurries off the phantom puts the ring on his
finger)
christine (in the distance, to raoul, as the boat
pulls away in the shadow)
say you'll share with
me, one
love, one lifetime . . .
say the word
and i will follow you . .
raoul
share each day with me . . .
christine
. . . each night . . .
both
. . . each morning . . .
phantom (looking after her)
you alone
can make my song take flight -
it's over now, the music of the night . . .

(imagine - 13 Ocak 2004 12:28)