Little Lotte / The Mirror (Angel Of Music)
 作曲 : ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER (b.1948)


Raoul :
Little Lotte let her mind wander.
Little Lotte thought,
"Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or shoes?"
Christine:
Raoul.
"Or of riddles or frocks?"
Christine:
Those picnics in the attic
Raoul :
"Or of chocolates?"
Christine:
Father playing the violin
Raoul :
As we read to each other...
...dark stories of the North
Christine:
No
"What I love best," Lotte said
"is when I'm asleep in my bed."
And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head
Christine/Raoul:
The Angel of Music sings songs in my head
Raoul:
You sang like an angel tonight
Christine:
Father said:
"When I'm in heaven, child,
I will send the Angel of Music to you."
Well, father is dead, Raoul
And I have been visited by the Angel of Music
Raoul:
No doubt of it
And now we go to supper
Christine:
No, Raoul
The Angel of Music is very strict
Raoul:
Well, I shan't keep you up late
Christine:
Raoul, no
Raoul:
You must change
I'll order my carriage, two minutes, Little Lotte
Christine:
No. Raoul, wait!

Phantom:
Insolent boy, this slave of fashion
Basking in your glory
Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph
Christine:
Angel, I hear you, Speak, I listen
Stay by my side, Guide me
Angel, my soul was weak, Forgive me
Enter at last, master
Phantom:
Flattering child, you shall know me
See why in shadow I hide
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside!
Christine:
Angel of Music, guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory
Angel of Music, hide no longer
Come to me, strange angel
Phantom:
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music
Raoul:
Whose is that voice? Who is that in there?
Phantom:
I am your Angel of Music
Raoul:
Christine. Christine!
Come to me, Angel of Music