Текст песни Fantom of the opera - The Mirror

PHANTOM'S VOICE:
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'S VOICE:
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 the angel of music...
I am your Angel of Music.
Come to the Angel of Music...