Don Juan
- Emmy Rossum (2004)You are listening to the song Don Juan by Emmy Rossum, writer by Andrew Lloyd Webber;Charles Hart in album The Phantom Of The Opera: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack (Deluxe Edition) CD2. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
[Chorus]
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!
(signor piangi, as don juan, emerges from behind the arch
Meg, a gypsy dancer pirouettes coquettishly for him
He throws her a purse. She catches it and leaves)
[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.
(don juan puts on passarino's cloak
And goes into the curtained alcove where the bed awaits
Although we do not yet know it, the punjab lasso has done its work
And signor piangi is no more.
When next we see don juan, it will be the phantom
Meanwhile, we hear aminta (christine) singing happily in the distance)
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...
(by now the audience and the police have realised
That signor piangi is dead behind the curtain,
And it is the phantom who sings in his place.
Christine knows it too. As final confirmation, the phantom sings)
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...
(we never reach the word 'you',
For christine quite calmly reveals the phantom's face to the audience
As the forces of law close in on the horrifying skull
The phantom sweeps his cloak around her and vanishes.
Meg pulls the curtain upstage, revealing piangi's body garotted
Propped against the bed, his head gruesomely tilted to one side
She screams).
Transformation to:
Reverse view of the stage
(police, stagehands, etc. Rush onto the stage in confusion
Also: andre, firmin, raoul, giry, carlotta and meg).
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. . .
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