Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells All seem to say throw cares away Christmas is here, bringing good cheer To young and old, meek and the bold Ding
the house - opera house You want me French-fried and You'd love to see me fired and Then kill Judas in the opera house Opera house Huntsmen are rushing
[Sammet] [Instrumental]
[Sammet] The prayers have been spoken May the Gods be on my side May they join my way to bring me Turnschuhs of victory Seven at one stroke My triumph
[music & lyrics: Tobias Sammet] The prayers have been spoken may the gods be on my side may they join my way to bring me victory seven at one stroke
Venti di guerra picchiano su noi il buonsenso cede il posto ai martiri e agli eroi Se il mondo pompa odio la speranza sanguina un po' ho fiducia
You see a dancing sun Bursting into flames Is this real I feel like I?ve known you for a while Please don?t ever say that you don?t mean if you can
The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside your/my mind Offstage voices: He's there, the Phantom of the Opera Beware the Phantom of the Opera Midge Ure
have your night in the spotlight. From now on forevermore you will only sing for me [Y:] So you are, you are the legend. The Phantom Opera Ghost [M:]
get you, come what may. Don't you stray, from the narrow way. I'm running and hiding in my dreams you're always there. You're the Phantom of the Opera
to get you, come what may. Don't you stray, from the narrow way. I'm running and hiding in my dreams you're always there. You're the Phantom of the Opera
my name Chanting my name [CHORUS] Welcome all to curtain call At the opera Raging voices in my mind Rise above the orchestra Welcome all to curtain call At the opera
So your girlfriend slammed the door shut In your face tonight, but that's all right Then she took off to the opera With some highbrow from the city lights
CHORUS: You used to love them, leave them, kiss them Break their hearts, but now I got you in my arms You used to get them, trick them, diss them Do
AFTER THE GALA (The curtain closes upstage. BALLET GIRLS, from the wings gush around CHRISTINE who hands each a flower from her bouquet. REYER stiffly
THE NEXT MORNING (As the light brightens, we see the PHANTOM seated at the organ playing with furious concentration. He breaks off occasionally to write