Little Lotte.../The Mirror... (Angel Music)

[RAOUL]
Little Lotte let her mind wander

[CHRISTINE]
Remember that (?) too

[RAOUL]
Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls

[RAOUL & CHRISTINE]
Or of goblins or shoes?

[CHRISTINE]
Or of riddles of frocks
[RAOUL, spoken]
Those picnics in the attic
[RAOUL]
Or of chocolates

[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Father playing the violin

[RAOUL, spoken]
As we read to each other dark stories of the North

[CHRISTINE, sung]
No, what I love best, Lotte said
Is when I'm asleep in my bed
And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!

[RAOUL & CHRISTINE]
The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!

[PHANTOM]
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]
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
Come to me: Angel of Music

[RAOUL]
Whose is that voice?
Who is that in there?

[PHANTOM]
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me: Angel of Music

[RAOUL]
Christine!