 Phantom Of The Opera - The Phantom Of The Opera
Christine:
In sleep he sang to me, In dreams he came,
That voice which calls to me, and speaks my name.
And do I dream again? For now I find.
The Phantom of the Opera is there-Inside my mind.
Phantom:
Sing once again with me, our strange duet,
My power over you, grows stronger yet.
And though you turn from me, to glance behind.
The Phantom of the Opera is there -inside your mind.
Christine:
Those who have seen your face,
Draw back in fear.
I am the mask you wear.
Phantom:
It's me they hear.
Both:
You're/my spirit and my/you're voice in one combined.
The Phantom of the Opera is there inside my/your mind.
(in the background)
He's there,the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Beware the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Phantom:
In all your fantasies,you always knew that man and mystery . . .
Christine:
...Were both in you.
BOTH
And in this labyrinth, where night is blind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind . . .
Phantom:
Sing, my Angel of Music!
CHRISTINE
He's there,
the Phantom of the Opera...
Christine:
In sleep he sang to me, In dreams he came,
That voice which calls to me, and speaks my name.
And do I dream again? For now I find.
The Phantom of the Opera is there-Inside my mind.
Phantom:
Sing once again with me, our strange duet,
My power over you, grows stronger yet.
And though you turn from me, to glance behind.
The Phantom of the Opera is there -inside your mind.
Christine:
Those who have seen your face,
Draw back in fear.
I am the mask you wear.
Phantom:
It's me they hear.
Both:
You're/my spirit and my/you're voice in one combined.
The Phantom of the Opera is there inside my/your mind.
(in the background)
He's there,the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Beware the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Phantom:
In all your fantasies,you always knew that man and mystery . . .
Christine:
...Were both in you.
BOTH
And in this labyrinth, where night is blind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind . . .
Phantom:
Sing, my Angel of Music!
CHRISTINE
He's there,
the Phantom of the Opera...
Christine:
In sleep he sang to me, In dreams he came,
That voice which calls to me, and speaks my name.
And do I dream again? For now I find.
The Phantom of the Opera is there-Inside my mind.
Phantom:
Sing once again with me, our strange duet,
My power over you, grows stronger yet.
And though you turn from me, to glance behind.
The Phantom of the Opera is there -inside your mind.
Christine:
Those who have seen your face,
Draw back in fear.
I am the mask you wear.
Phantom:
It's me they hear.
Both:
You're/my spirit and my/you're voice in one combined.
The Phantom of the Opera is there inside my/your mind.
(in the background)
He's there,the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Beware the Phantom of the Opera . . .
Phantom:
In all your fantasies,you always knew that man and mystery . . .
Christine:
...Were both in you.
BOTH
And in this labyrinth, where night is blind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind . . .
Phantom:
Sing, my Angel of Music!
CHRISTINE
He's there,
the Phantom of the Opera...
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Enfim já que o Senhor Ricardo não se lembra que isto existe lembrei-me eu XD
Vim ca actualizar isto com esta musica porque eu adoro este filme e também foi com este filme que tive um 16 no teste de opera no primeiro ano da academia e fiquei completamente afonica no mesmo teste XD
Bem quando o Sr. Ricardo se lembrar que tem isto que tenha a dignidade de COMENTAR!!!! Senão pego numa das tuas espadas, corto-te as fatias e faço iogurte de pedaços!!! *joking*
Adoro-te Richard ^^
o/ Ja ne!
 É pa foi lindo absoltamente lindo *.*
Aqui vai a musica fantastica do Rent:
MARK
How do you document real life when real life's getting more like fiction each day?
Headlines - bread-lines blow my mind
And now this deadline "Eviction - or pay"
Rent!
ROGER
How do you write a song when the chords sound wrong,
though they once sounded right and rare? When the notes are sour
Where is the power you once had to ignite the air?
MARK
And we're hungry and frozen
ROGER
Some life that we've chosen
ROGER & MARK
How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay?
How we gonna pay? Last year's rent?
ROGER
How do you start a fire when there's nothing
to burn and it feels like something's stuck in your flue?
MARK
How can you generate heat
When you can't feel your feet?
ROGER & MARK
And they're turning blue!
MARK
You light up a mean blaze
ROGER
With posters -
MARK
And screenplays
ROGER & MARK
How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay?
How we gonna pay? Last year's rent?
COLLINS
How do you stay on your feet when on every street
It's "trick or treat" and tonight it's "trick"
"Welcome back to town" I should lie down
Everything's brown, and uh-oh
I feel sick
MARK
Where is he?
COLLINS
Getting dizzy
ROGER & MARK
How we gonna pay
TENANTS
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
ROGER, MARK & TENANTS
Last year's rent
MARK
"The music ignites the night with passionate fire"
ROGER
"The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit"
MARK
Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground
ROGER & MARK
And feel the heat of the future's glow
How do you leave the past behind
When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart?
It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out
"Til you're torn apart
Rent!
ROGER, MARK & TENANTS
How can you connect in an age
Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray!
What binds the fabric together
When the ringing, shifting winds of change
Keep ripping away!
BENNY
Draw a line in the sand
And then make a stand!
ROGER
Use your camera to spar
MARK
Use your guitar
TENANTS
When they act tough - you call their bluff
ROGER & MARK
We're not gonna pay
ROGER, MARK & TENANTS
We're not gonna pay
We're not gonna pay
Last year's rent! This year's rent!
Next year's rent
Rent rent rent rent rent
We're not gonna pay rent!!
'Cause everything is RENT!!!
Rent - RENT
Comentem isto porra!
 Acabei por apagar o post anterior e por antes a imagem que o Ricardo queria ja que amanha ele não vai poder actualizar isto.
É tudo, adoro-te Ricardo e diverte-te amanha no concerto Mr. Shishio :P
 um profeta da evil poetry....
de pessoas assim e que o mundo precisa.....
richard a postar...
eu sei que os post nao sao propicios a comentarios...mas k heid fazer...infelizmente vivo em portugal.....
dia 11 la vou eu!!! VDER SEVERE TORTURE E GOD DETRONED!!!!! VAI BATER DE CRLH!!!
um beijo especial pra claudia
 Por muito que vos custe acreditar é a Temari que esta a postar, vou seguir o concelho do Ricardo e escrever tudo que me apetece como se essa moça fosse os meus tormentos.
Ora bem vou começar pá coraçõesinhos sensiveis ponham-se no caralho!
Eis o que me apetecia fazer a meia duzia de pessoas (não sao assim muitas mas as que sao a vontade é mesmo muita). Ha pessoas que metem nojo por serem como sao!
Gostava de um dia dar um concerto com o teu sangue a manchar as minhas roupas fantasmagoricas. Se voltasse a ver a tua agonia quando te tentei matar acredita que hoje seria diferente. Não haveria ultima esperança para voltares a respirar normalmente, não haveria esperança para veres nitido outra vez. Apenas haveria o mundo onde tu me obrigaste a viver, um mundo de sangue, de dor, de medo, solidao, lagrimas, angustia e mais montes de merda!
Nao tenho lagrimas suficientes para chorar tudo aquilo que me fizeste!
Mas agora acabou o tormento, acabou tudo! Tiraste-me tudo mas um dia iras tu perder também algo... irreversivel talvez...
Obrigada Ricardo... Adoro-te muito mesmo... E nos não somos estranhos, nem anormais, somos diferentes com sentimentos...
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