of a barrel organ beside the bed. Mysteriously, it plays as CHRISTINE wakes up. The music keeps her in a half-trance) CHRISTINE I remember there was
[Christine] I remember there was mist... Swirling mist upon a vast glassy lake There were candles all around, and on the lake there was a boat And in
a barrel organ beside the bed. Mysteriously, it plays as CHRISTINE wakes up. The music keeps her in a half-trance) CHRISTINE I remember there was mist
Traduzione: Il fantasma dell'Opera colonna sonora. I Remember You Than Dreamt.
janes na I don't really know if im gonna get on the opera show yall I just now im that I just tryin to get that opera doe just like the stood the driver
I'm willing to try I'm Willing To Try, I'm Willing To Try If the Venom don't go platinum would you say that I lost? (huh) If I burn a couple bridges
(from The Phantom Of The Opera) CHRISTINE: Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye. Remember me once in a while - please promise me
Last Tango in Paris" And even after all my logic and my theory, I add a muthafuckker so you ignint niggas hear me. And you remember take notes, As I
PHANTOM) PHANTOM'S VOICE I'm here: The Phantom of the Opera . . . (ALL look around apprehensively. FIREMEN start to run in the direction of the VOICE) PHANTOM
I'm not a fool! CHRISTINE You evil woman! How dare you! CARLOTTA You think I'm blind? CHRISTINE This isn't my fault! I don't want any part in this plot
You're really not a bit the gawkish girl that once you were... (lowering his opera-glasses) She may not remember me, but I remember her... CHRISTINE
PHANTOM Why so silent, good messieurs? Did you think that I had left you for good? Have you missed me, good messieurs? I have written you an opera! (He
go from skid row to high society But I must say I display a wide variety I'm really that fresh, fill the top entirety All access, you should stop denying me I
your, 'Last Tango in Paris' And even after all my logic and my theory I add a motherfucker so you ig'nant niggaz hear me Crew remember take notes, as I
step to my weaponry I'm got infinite ammo I'm like a ninja in camo I sit in the shadows and spit like the tip of an arrow I shoot shit with the sparrows
without a thought, he murders all that's good . . . I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could . . . Oh God - if I agree, what horrors wait for