Luyện nghe bài hát Notes / Twisted Every Way

Ludicrous!
Have you seen the

ludicrous!

It's the straw!

is lunacy!
Well, you my views

...Utter lunacy!

But we refuse ...

Not

...Look, my friend,
we have ...

"Dear Andre,
Re my
We need another bassoon.
Get a with tone -
and that trombone
has to go!
The man not be deafer,
so preferably one
who in tune!"

"Dear Firmin,
vis a vis my
chorus-members must be sacked.
If you could, out which
has a sense of -
wisely, though,
I've managed to a
minor role to those
who act!"

Outrage!

What is it

This affair is
an outrage!

Now the matter?

Have you
the of my part?

Signora, ...

an insult!

Not you as well!

Just look at -
an insult!

Please, ...

Signor! Signora!

The I have
to do for my art!

If you can
gibberish "art" !

Ah! Here's our flower!

Ah Daae,
the lady
of the hour!

You
secured the largest
in "Don Juan".

Christine
She doesn't
the voice!

Signora, please!

Then I it
agreeing.

She's behind ...

It appears we
no choice.

the one
this!
Daae!

How you!

I'm not a fool!

You woman!
How you!

You think I'm

This my fault!
I don't any
part in plot!

Miss Daae, ...

But why

What does she

It's decision
But why

She's out!

You a duty!

I sing it,
or not!

...
...
You don't to ...
they make you ...

Please,
note.
"Fondest
to you all !
A few
before
rehearsal

Carlotta be
to act ... ,"
... not her normal
of round the stage.
Our Don must
lose weight -
not healthy in
a man of age.
And my
learn
that place is in
an office, not the arts.

As for Christine Daae ...
No doubt
do her best -
her voice is
good. She knows, though,
should she to excel
she has much
to learn, if will
let her
to me, her
teacher,
her ...

Your friend ...
"... and ..."

We all been
- and yet the
answer is us
in the ...
could be the
chance to our
friend ...

We're

...Go on.

We play his
- perform his
work - but we
the ace ...
For, if Miss
sings, he is
to ...

We make
the doors are ...

We certain
our men are ...

We make
armed ...

The falls.
His reign end!

Madness!

I'm not so ...

Not if it ...

is madness!

The will turn!

Monsieur, me -
is no way of
the tide!

You to ballet!

Then us!

Monsieur, I ...

Instead of us ...

us!

I wish I ...

Don't excuses!

Or it be that
you're on his

Monsieur, me,
I no ill ...
But messieurs, be -
we have him kill ...

We say fall
and he will!

She's the one this!
Christine!
is a ploy to help,
Christine!

is the truth!
Daae!

is his undoing!

If you
you us all -
so called "angel"
has to fall!

of music,
fear my -
Here is you fall!

my warning!
his fury!

What can
she to gain?
It's to all
the insane!

Christine
get our man ...

She is crazy!
She is raving!

If Christine
us in this ...

Say prayers,
black of death!

Please

...If won't,
then can ...

Monsieur, I beg you,
do not do ...

Dio!
Che

This seal his fate!

If you stop,
go mad!
Raoul, I'm -
don't make me do ...
Raoul, it me -
don't put me through
by fire ...
he'll me, I know ...
we'll be for ever ...
he let me go ...
What I once used to
I now ...
if he finds me, it
end ...
and always be there,
singing in my head ...
always be there,
singing in my head ...

mad ...

You yourself
he was
but a man ...
Yet he lives,
he will us
till dead ...

Twisted way,
what answer can I
Am I to my life,
to win the to live?
Can I the man
who once inspired my
Do I become his
Do I have any
He kills a thought,
he murders all that's . . .
I I can't refuse
and yet, I I could . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
horrors wait for me
in this, the Phantom's . . .?

Christine, Christine,
don't that I don't care -
but hope
and every
on you now . . .

So, it is to be war between us! But this time,
friend, the disaster be yours!

:
Hide our now wounded knight!
Your gasconnade
brought you to your final
for your pride, high price paid!

Silken and hay-filled barn
have been his battlefield.

Those who with Don Juan . . .

No, no, no! Please.
Don Juan, Signor Piangi - here is the phrase. "Those who tangle with Don . . ."
If you

Those who tangle with Don . . .

No, no. - but no.
"Those who tan, tan, tan . . ."

Those who with Don Juan . . .

His way is better. At least he make it like
music!

Signora - would you that way in the
presence of the

The composer is not here. And if he here, I
. . .

Are you of that, Signora . . .?

So, once - after seven.
Five, six, . . .

Those who tangle Don Juan . . .
:
Ah, piu non posso! What does it matter what
we

patience, Signora.

No-one will know if it is or if it is wrong.

Those who
Don Juan!

who tan . . . tan . . .
Is

Not quite,
who tan . . . tan . . .

Ladies . . . Signor . . . if you please . . .

ALL EXCEPT
young maiden! For the thrill
on tongue of stolen sweets
you have to pay the bill -
tangled in the sheets!

In
he to me,
in
he . . .
that
which to me
and
my . . .

Little
thought of and nothing . . .
Her promised her
that he would her the Angel of Music . . .
Her father her . . .
Her promised her