歌曲名 Wandering Child +Bravo Bravo (Live At The Royal Albert Hall+2011) 歌手名 Andrew Lloyd Webber+Anthony Inglis

作词：Charles Hart+Richard Stilgoe+Michael Kunze

作曲：Michael Kunze+Andrew Lloyd Webber

Wandering child

So lost so helpless

Yearning for my guidance

Angel or father

Friend or phantom

Who is it there staring

Have you forgotten your Angel

Angel oh speak

What endless longings

Echo in this whisper

Too long you wandered in winter

Once again she is his

Far from my fathering gaze

Once again she returns

Wildly my mind beats against you

You resist

Yet your soul obeys

To the arms of her angel…

You/I denied me/you

Still he calls her…

Turning from true beauty

Luring her back from the grave

Do not shun me/My protector

Come to your/me strange Angel

I am your Angel of Music

Come to me Angel of Music

I am your Angel of Music

Come to me Angel of Music

I am your Angel of Music

Bravo monsieur

Such spirited words

More tricks monsieur

Let's see monsieur

How far you dare go

More deception More violence

That's right that's right

Keep walking this way

You can't win her love by making her your prisoner

I'm here I'm here

Monsieur

The angel of death

Come on come on

Don't stop don't stop

So be it Now let it be war upon you both

You understand your instructions

When you hear the whistle take up your positions

I shall then instruct you to secure the doors It

Is essential that all doors are properly secured

Andre are we doing the right thing

Well have you got a better idea

Monsieur le Vicomte am I to give the order

Give the order

You in the pit - do you have a clear view of that

Box

Yes sir

Remember when the time comes shoot Only if

You have to - but shoot to kill

How will I know sir

You'll know

Monsieur le Vicomte are you confident this

Will work

Will Miss Daae sing

Don't worry Firmin Andre

We're in your hands sir

My men are now in position sir

Go ahead then

Are the doors secure

I'm here: The Phantom of the Opera

I'm here: The Phantom of the Opera

Idiot You'll kill someone I said: only when the

Times comes

But Monsieur le Vicomte

No 'buts' For once Monsieur le Vicomte is

Right

Seal my

Fate tonight - I

Hate to have to

Cut the fun short

But the joke's

Wearing thin

Let my opera begin

Here the sire may serve the dam

here the master takes his meat

Here the sacrificial lamb

utters one despairing bleat

Carlotta and 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

Passarino faithful friend

once again recite the plan

Your young guest believes I'm you -

I the master you the man

When you met you wore my cloak

She could not have seen 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

You come home I use your voice -

slam the door like crack of doom

I shall say: come - hide with me

Where oh where Of course - my room

Poor thing hasn't got a chance

Here's my hat my cloak and sword

Conquest is assured

if I do not forget myself and laugh

no thoughts

within her head

but thoughts of joy

No dreams

within her heart

but dreams of love

Master

Passarino go away for the trap is set and wait for its prey

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 passion

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