Luyện nghe bài hát Notes / Twisted Every Way

Ludicrous!
Have you seen the

ludicrous!

It's the straw!

is lunacy!
Well, you know my

...Utter lunacy!

But we daren't ...

Not

...Look, my friend,
we here ...

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

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

Outrage!

What is it

This whole is
an outrage!

Now the matter?

Have you
the size of my

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! our little flower!

Ah Daae,
the lady
of the hour!

You
the largest role
in "Don Juan".

Christine
She doesn't
the voice!

Signora, please!

Then I it
agreeing.

She's behind ...

It we have
no choice.

the one
this!
Daae!

How you!

I'm not a fool!

You woman!
How you!

You I'm blind?

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

Miss Daae, ...

But why

What does she

It's decision
But why

She's out!

You a duty!

I cannot it,
or not!

...
...
You have to ...
they make you ...

Please,
note.
"Fondest
to you all !
A few
just
starts:

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

As for Miss Christine ...
No she'll
do her - it's
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 ...
This be the
to ensnare our
clever ...

We're

...Go on.

We shall his
game - his
work - but we
the ace ...
For, if Daae
sings, he is
to ...

We certain
the doors are ...

We certain
our men are ...

We certain
armed ...

The falls.
His will 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 I could ...

Don't excuses!

Or could it be
you're on his

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

We say he'll
and he will!

She's the one this!
Christine!
This is a 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 -
is where 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 plan ...

Say prayers,
angel of death!

Please

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

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

Dio!
Che

This will his fate!

If you stop,
go mad!
Raoul, I'm -
don't me do this ...
Raoul, it me -
don't put me through
ordeal by ...
he'll take me, I ...
be parted for ever ...
he let me go ...
What I once to dream
I now ...
if he finds me, it
end ...
and he'll be there,
songs in my head ...
he'll be there,
singing songs in my ...

mad ...

You yourself
he was
but a man ...
Yet he lives,
he haunt us
we're dead ...

Twisted way,
what can I give?
Am I to my life,
to win the chance to
Can I the man
who once my voice?
Do I become his
Do I any choice?
He without a thought,
he murders all that's . . .
I know I refuse
and yet, I wish I . . .
Oh God - if I agree,
what horrors for me
in this, the Phantom's . . .?

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

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

:
Hide our now wounded knight!
vainglorious gasconnade
brought you to your final
for your pride, high you've paid!

Silken couch and barn
both have his battlefield.

Those who with Don Juan . . .

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

Those who tangle with Don . . .

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

Those who tangle with Don . . .

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

Signora - you speak that way in the
presence of the

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

Are you certain of that, . . .?

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

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

patience, Signora.

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

Those who
Don Juan!

who tan . . . tan . . .
Is

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

Ladies . . . Piangi . . . if you please . . .

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

In
he to me,
in
he . . .
that
calls 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