André and Firmin-   Prima donna,   first lady of the stage!   Your devotees    are on their knees    to implore you!      André-   Can you bow out   when they're shouting    your name?      Firmin-   Think of how they all adore you.      André and Firmin-   Prima donna,   enchant us once again      André-   Think of your muse...      Firmin-   And of the queues    round the theatre!      André and Firmin-   Can you deny us the triumph in store?      Andre and Firmin-   Sing, prima donna,   once more!   |   |Raoul-   |Christine spoke of an angel...   |   |Carlotta-   |Prima donna,   your song shall live again!      |André and Firmin-   |Think of your public!   |   |Carlotta-   |You took a snub,      |but there's a public   |who needs you!   |   |Giry-   |She has heard the voice   |of the angel of music...   |   |André and Firmin-   |Those who hear your voice   |liken you to an angel!      |Carlotta-   |Think of their cry   |of undying   |support!   |   |Raoul-   |Is this her angel of music...?   |   |André-   |We get our opera...      |Firmin-   |She gets her limelight!   |   |Carlotta-   |Follow where the limelight   |leads you!   |   |Meg-   |Is this ghost   |an angel or a madman...?   |   |Raoul-   |Angel or madmadman...?   |   |André and Firmin-   |Leading ladies are a trial!   |   |Carlotta-   |Prima donna,   |your song shall never die!   |   |Meg-   |Voice of hell, or of heaven...?   |   |Giry   |Heaven help you,|those who doubt...   |   |Carlotta   |You'll sing again,   |and to unending   |ovation!   |   |Raoul      |Orders! Warnings!   |Lunatic demands!   |   |Giry   |This miscasting   |Will invite damnation...   |   |André and Firmin   |Tears... oaths...   |lunatic demands   |are regular occurences!   |   |Meg   |Bliss or damnation?      |Which has claimed her...?      |Carlotta-   |Think how you'll shine    |in that final    |encore!   |Sing, prima donna,   |once more!   |   |Giry-   |Oh fools,   |to have flouted his warnings!   |   |Raoul-   |Surely, for her sake...   |   |Meg-   |Surely he'll strike back...   |   |André and Firmin-   |Surely there'll be further scenes -       |worse than this!   |   |Giry-   |Think, before   |these demands are rejected!   |   |Raoul-   |...I must see these demands are rejected!   |   |Meg-   |...if his threats      |and demands are rejected!   |   |André and Firmin-   |Who'd believe a diva    |happy to relieve a    |chorus girl, who's gone    |and slept with the patron?    |Raoul and the soubrette,    |entwined in love's duet!   |Although he may demur,   |he must have been with her!   |   |Meg and Raoul   |Christine must be protected!   |   |Carlotta-   |O, fortunata!   |Non ancor      |abbandonata!   |   |André and Firmin-   |You'd never get away    |with all this in a play,    |but if it's loudly sung    |and in a foreign tongue,    |it's just the sort of story    |audiences adore, in fact a perfect    |opera!    |   |Raoul-   |His game is over!   |   |Giry-   |This is a game   |you cannot hope to win!   |   |Raoul-   |And in Box Five   |a new game will begin...   |   |Giry-   |For, if his curse   |is on this opera...   |   |Meg-   |But if his curse      |is on this opera...   |   |André and Firmin-   |Prima donna,   |the world is at your feet!   |A nation waits,   |and how it hates,   |to be cheated!   |   |Carlotta-   |The stress that falls upon a   |famous prima donna!   |Terrible deseases,   |coughs and colds and sneezes!   |   |Still, the dryest throat   |will reach the highest note,   |in search of perfect   |opera!   |   |Meg and Giry-   |...then I fear the outcome...   |   |Raoul-   |Christine plays the Pageboy,   |Carlotta plays the Countess...   |   |Giry-   |...should you dare to...   |   |Meg-   |...when you once again...      All-   Light up the stage    with that age-old rapport!   Sing, prima donna,   once more!      Phantom(spoken)-   So, it is war between us! If these demands are not met, a disaster       beyond your imagination....will occur!      All-   Once more!