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:
Flatering 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 (from outside the door):
Whose is that voice?
Who is that in there?
Phantom:
