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we've shared and seen
Things 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
Can it be?
Can it be Christine?
Bravo!
Long ago
it seems so long ago
How young and innocent we were
She may not remember me
But I remember her
Flowers fade
They have their seasons
So do we
that sometimes
You will think...
... of me
Brava!
Brava!
Brava, brava, bravissima
Christine, Christine
Christine
Where in the world
have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect
I only wish
I knew your secret
Who is your great tutor?
Meg...
...when your mother
brought me here to live...
... whenever I'd come down here alone...
... to light a candle for my father...
... a voice, from above...
... and in my dreams,
he was always there.
You see...
... when my father lay dying...
... he told me I would be protected
by an angel.
An angel of music.
Christine, do you believe?
Do you think the spirit of your
father's coaching you?
Who else, Meg? Who?
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
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
Angel of Music
Guide and guardian
- Grant to me your glory
- Who is this angel?
- This Angel of Music, hide no longer
- This Angel of Music, hide no longer
He's with me even now
- Your hands are cold
- All around me
Your face, Christine, it's white
- It frightens me
- Don't be frightened
No.
No.
You did very well, my dear.
He is pleased with you.
- Vicomte.
- Vicomte.
We've made quiet a discovery
with Miss Daae.
to you, dear vicomte?
If you wouldn't mind, this is one visit
I should prefer to make unaccompanied.
Thank you.
It would appear they've met before.
Little Lotte let her mind wander.
Little Lotte thought, "Am I fonder
of dolls or of goblins or shoes?"
- Raoul.
- "Or of riddles or frocks?"
- "Or of chocolates?"
- As we read to each other...
...dark stories of the North.
- No.
"What I love best," Lotte said,
"is when I'm asleep in my bed."
And the Angel of Music
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