Andrew Lloyd Webber: Masquerade/Why So Silent?

Firmin: (Spoken)
Monsieur Andre!

Andre: (Spoken)
Monsieur Firmin!

Firmin:
Dear Andre, what a splendid party

Andre:
The prelude to a bright new year

Firmin:
Quite a night, I'm impressed

Andre:
Well, one does one's best

Andre and Firmin:
Here's to us

Andre:
A toast for the city!

Firmin:
What a pity that the Phantom can't be here!

Chorus/Crowd:
Masquerade! /Paper faces on parade/Masquerade! /Hide your face so the world will never find you/Masquerade! /Every face a different shade/Masquerade! /Look around, there's another mask behind you.

Flash of mauve/Splash of puce/Fool and king/Ghoul and goose/Green and black/Queen and priest/Trace of rouge/Face of beast/Faces!/Take your turn, take a ride/On the merry-go-round/in an inhuman race/Eye of gold/True is false/Who is who?/Curl of lip/Swirl of gown/Ace of hearts/Face of clown/Faces!/Drink it in, drink it up/Till you've drowned/In the light/In the sound/But who can name the face?

Masquerade! /Grinning yellows, spinning reds/Masquerade! /Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you/Masquerade! /Burning glances, turning heads/Masquerade!/Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you/Masquerade!/Seething shadows breathing lies/Masquerade!/You can fool any friend who ever knew you/Masquerade!/Leering satyrs, peering eyes/Masquerade!/Run and hide, but a face will still pursue you.

Madame Giry:
What a night!

Firmin/Andre:
What a crowd!/Makes you glad/Makes you proud/All the crme/De la crme

Carlotta:
Watching us, watching them

Meg:
All our fears are in the past

Firmin/Andre:
Three months

Piangi:
Of relief!

Carlotta:
Of delight!



Andre/Firmin:
Of Elysian peace! /And we can breathe at last.

Carlotta:
No more notes

Piangi:
No more ghost

Madame Giry:
Here's a health

Andre/Firmin:
Here's a toast, to a prosperous year/to our friends who are here

Piangi and Carlotta:
And may the splendor never fade!

Firmin/Andre:
What a blessed release!

Madame Giry:
And what a masquerade!

Christine:
Think of it
(Spoken)
A secret engagement. Look, your future bride. Just think of it.

Raoul: (Spoken)
But, why is it secret? What have we to hide? You promised me.

Christine: (Spoken)
No, Raoul, please don't, they'll see.

Raoul: (Spoken)
Well then let them see. It's an engagement, not a crime.
(Sung)
Christine, what are you afraid of?

Christine(and Raoul in parenthesis):
Let's not argue(Let's not argue)/Please pretend (I can only hope)/You will understand in time (I'll understand in time)

Chorus/Crowd:
Masquerade!/Paper faces on parade/Masquerade!/Hide your face so the world will never find you/Masquerade!/Every face a different shade/Masquerade!/Look around, there's another mask behind you/Masquerade!/Burning glances, turning heads/Masquerade!/Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you/Masquerade!/Grinning yellows, Spinning reds/Masquerade!/Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you.

Phantom:
Why so silent, good Monsieurs?/Did you think that I had left you for good?/Have you missed me, good Monsieurs?/I have written you an opera./Here, I bring the finished score./Don Juan Triumphant!/Fondest greetings to you all/A few instructions just before rehearsal starts/Carlotta must be taught to act/Not her normal trick of strutting round the stage/Our Don Juan must lose some weight/It's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age/And my managers must learn that their place is in an office/Not the arts/As for our star, Miss Christine Daae...

No doubt she'll do her best/It's true, her voice is good/She knows, though/Should she wish to excell/She has much still to learn/If pride will let her return to me, her teacher/Her teacher...

Phantom:
Your chains are still mine,
(spoken)
You belong to me!