Artist: Various Artists Album: Phantom of the Opera [2004 Soundtrack] (2004) Title: Don Juan
Lyrics Don JuanCHORUS
Here the sire may serve the dam, here the master takes his meat! Here the sacrificial lamb utters one despairing bleat!
CARLOTTA AND CHORUS
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets you will have to pay the bill - tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the meal and serve the maid! Serve the master so that, when tables, plans and maids are laid, Don Juan triumphs once again!
DON JUAN
Passarino, faithful friend, once again recite the plan.
PASSARINO
Your young guest believes I'm you - I, the master, you, the man.
DON JUAN
When you met you wore my cloak, with my scarf you hid your face. She believes she dines with me, in her master's borrowed place! Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine. When it's late and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine . . .
PASSARINO
You come home! I use your voice - slam the door like crack of doom!
DON JUAN
I shall say: "come - hide with me! Where, oh, where? Of course - my room!"
PASSARINO
Poor thing hasn't got a chance!
DON JUAN
Here's my hat, my cloak and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not forget myself and laugh . . .
AMINTA (CHRISTINE - offstage, entering)
". . . no thoughts within her head, but thoughts of joy! No dreams within her heart but dreams of love!"
PASSARINO (onstage)
Master?
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 . . .
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 . .
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 . . . |