Angel Of Music The Mirror

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; for give me!
Enter at last, master!


PHANTOM:
Flattering 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!
I am your angel of music,come to me angel of music!