[Phantom:]
Insolent boy, this slave of fashion,
Basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor,
Sharing in my triumph!
[Christine:]
Angel, I hear you.
Speak, I listen.
Stay by my side,
Guide me.
Angel, my soul was weak,
Forgive me.
Enter at last, Master.
[Phantom:]
Flattering child, you shall know me.
See why in shadow I hide.
Look at your face in the mirror.
I am there, inside!
[Christine:]
Angel of Music, guide and guardian,
Grant to me your glory.
Angel of Music, hide no longer.
Come to me, strange Angel.
[Phantom:]
I am your Angel of Music.
Come to me, Angel of Music.
I am your Angel of Music.
Come to me, Angel of Music.