Wandering Child: Bravo, Monsieur

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've wandered in winter ...Once again she is his
Far from my far-reaching gaze
Once again she returns
Wildly my mind beats against you
You resist
Yet your/the soul obeys to the arms of her angel (angel or demon
still he calls her luring her back, from the grave angel or dark seducer
Who are you, strangeb angel

Angel of Music You denied me, turning from true beauty
Angel of Music! Do not shun me
Come to your strange
Angel
Angel of Music
I denied you, turning from true beauty
Angel of Music
My protector
Come to me, strange
Angel...

I am your Angel of Music
Come to me: Angel of Music...

Angel of darkness
Cease this torment
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me: Angel of Music
Christine! Christine listen to me
Whatever you may believe, this man
this thing ... is not your father
Let her go! For God's sake, let her go! Christine
Raoul...

Bravo, monsieur
Such spirited words
More tricks, monsieur
Let's see, monsieur how far you dare go
More deception? More violence
Raoul, no
That's right, that's right monsieur keep walking this way
You can't win her love by making her your prisoner
Raoul, don't
Stay back
I'm here, I'm here monsieur: the angel of death
Come on, come on, monsieur
Don't stop, don't stop
Raoul! Come back
Don't go
So be it! Now let it be war upon you both!

You understand your instructions
Sir
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
Are we doing the right thing, Andre
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 this
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 that this will work? Will Miss Daae sing
Don't worry, Firmin. Andre
We're in your hands, sir
My men are now in position, sirGo 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 the audience in
Let my opera begin!