Andrew Lloyd Webber (安德烈洛伊韋伯)
Past the point of no return
No backward glances
Our games of make believe
Are at an end
Past all thought of “if” or “when”
No use resisting
Abandon thought
And let the dream descend
What raging fire shall flood the soul
What rich desire unlocks its door
What sweet seduction lies before us
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
What warm, unspoken secrets
Will we learn?
Beyond the point
Of no return
You have brought me
To that moment where words run dry
To that moment where speech disappears into silence
Silence
I have come here
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining
Defenseless and silent
And now I am here with you
No second thoughts
I've decided
Decided
Past the point of no return
No going back now
Our passion play has now
At last begun
Past all thought of right or wrong
One final question
How long should we two wait
Before we're one?
When will the blood begin to race?
The sleeping bud bursts into bloom?
When will the flames at last
Consume my?
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed
So stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point
Of no return
Say you’ll share with me
One love, one lifetime
Lead me, save me
From my solitude
Say you want me
With you here
Beside you
Anywhere you go
Let me go, too
Christine
That’s all I ask of...
Phantom:No!
Raoul:No! Don’t shoot!
Raoul:No! What are you doing there?
Raoul:Give me this, monsieur. Get water, monsieur! Upstairs, monsieur! Come!
Raoul:Monsieur Firmin, come! Open the doors, monsieur
Madame Giry:Monsieur le Vicomte, come with me! I know where they are!
Raoul:Can I trust you?
Madame Giry:You must
Madame Giry:But remember, keep your hand at the level of your eyes
Raoul:But why?
Madame Giry:The Punjab lasso, monsieur.
Madame Giry:First Buquet, now Piangi.
Meg Giry:Like this, monsieur. Look, I’ll go with you.
Madame Giry:No, Meg! No. You stay here.
Madame Giry:Come with me, monsieur, do as I say.
Madame Giry:But hurry, or we shall be too late.