MEG Christine, Christine Where in the world have you been hiding Really, you were perfect I only wish I knew your secret Who is your great tutor
CHRISTINE Father once spoke of an angel I used to dream he'd appear Now as I sing, I can sense him And I know he's here Here in this room he calls me softly Somewhere inside hiding Somehow I know he's always with me He, the unseen genius
MEG Christine, you must have been dreaming Stories like this can't come true Christine, you are talking in riddles And it's not like you
CHRISTINE Angel of Music Guide and guardian Grant to me your glory
MEG Who is this angel This...
BOTH Angel of Music Hide no longer Secret and strange angel
CHRISTINE He's with me, even now
MEG Your hands are cold
CHRISTINE All around you
MEG Your face, Christine, is white
CHRISTINE It frightens me
MEG Don't be frightened
Ah, Vicomte, I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss Daae Perhaps we can present her to you, dear Vicomte Gentlemen, if you wouldn't mind, this is one visitor I prefer to make unaccompanied. Thank you It would appear they've met before