The Mirror

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

Raoul:
Whose is that voice?
Who is that in there?

Phantom:
I am your angel of music
Come to me: angel of music

Raoul:
Christine! Angel!