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Meg Meg
Christine, you must have Don't be frightened
been dreaming
stories like this can't
come true...
Damn you!!
Curse you!!
PIANGI/CARLOTTA CHRISTINE
And may its Let's not argue . . .
splendour never fade!
RAOUL
FIRMIN Let's not argue . . .
Six months!
CHRISTINE
GIRY Please pretend . . .
What a joy!
RAOUL "Don Juan Triumphant" !
I can only hope I'll . . .
I advise you
CHRISTINE to comply -
You will . . . my instructions
should be clear -
BOTH Remember
. . . understand there are worse things
in time . . . than a shattered chandelier . . .
PHANTOM
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 -
LETRA ' THE POINT OF us . . .?
NO RETURN '
DON JUAN (PHANTOM) Past the point
You have come here of no return,
in pursuit of the final threshold -
your deepest urge, what warm,
in pursuit of unspoken secrets
that wish, will we learn?
which till now Beyond the point
has been silent, of no return . . .
silent . . .
AMINTA (CHRISTINE)
I have brought you, You have brought me
that our passions to that moment
may fuse and merge - where words run dry,
in your mind to that moment
you've already where speech
succumbed to me disappears
dropped all defences into silence,
completely succumbed to me - silence . . .
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts, I have come here,
you've decided, hardly knowing
decided . . . the reason why . . .
In my mind,
Past the point I've already
of no return - imagined our
no backward glances: bodies entwining
our games of make believe defenceless and silent -
are at an end . . . and now I am
Past all thought here with you:
of "if" or "when" - no second thoughts,
no use resisting:
abandon thought,
and let the dream I've decided,
descend . . . decided . . .
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 . . .
You were once Why can't the past
my one companion . . . just die . . .?
you were all
that mattered . . . Wishing you were
You were once somehow here again . . .
a friend and father - knowing we must
then my world say goodbye . . .
was shattered . . . Try to forgive . . .
teach me to live . . .
Wishing you were give me the strength
somehow here again . . . to try . . .
wishing you were
somehow near . . . No more memories,
Sometimes it seemed no more silent tears . . .
if I just dreamed, No more gazing across
somehow you would the wasted years . . .
be here . . . Help me say
Goodbye
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 . . .