“Wandering Child" PHANTOM: Wandering child, so lost, so helpless Yearning for my guidance CHRISTINE: Angel or father? Friend or phantom? Who is it there, staring? P: Have you forgotten your Angel? C: Angel, oh, speak! What endless longings echo in this whisper! P: Too long you've wandered in winter (Raoul: Once again she is his) P&C: far from my far-reaching gaze (R: Once again she returns...) C: Wildly my mind beats against you P&C: You resist yet your (the) soul obeys (R: Into the arms of her Angel of Music) P&C: Angel of Music! You (I) denied me (you) (R: Angel or demon? Still he calls her...) turning from true beauty (R: Luring her back from the grave) P&C: Angel of Music! Do not shun me! (My protector) (R: Angel or dark seducer?) Come to your (me) strange Angel! (R: Who are you, strange angel?) P: I am your Angel of Music… Come to me, Angel of Music R: Angel of darkness, cease this torment! P: I am your Angel of Music... R: Christine, Christine, whatever you may believe, this man, this thing is not your father! P: Come to me Angel of Music... R: Let her go for God’s sake, let her go! Christine! C: Raoul! P: Bravo monsieur! Such spirited words! R: More tricks, monsieur? P: Let’s see monsieur, how far you dare go? R: More deception? More violence? (C: Raoul, no!) P: That’s right, that's right, monsieur, keep walking this way R: You can’t win her love by making her your prisoner (C: Raoul, please!) P: I’m here, I’m here, monsieur, the Angel of Death! Come on, come on, monsieur, don’t stop, don’t stop! (Raoul, come back!) Don’t go! So be it, now let it be war upon you both! "Don Juan Triumphant" Chorus: Here the sire may serve the dam Here the master takes his meat! Here the sacrificial lamb utters one despairing bleat! Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets, you will have to pay the bill tangled in the winding sheets! Serve the meal and serve the maid! Serve the master so that, when tables, plans and maids are laid Don Juan triumphs once again! DON JUAN (Piangi) Passarino, faithful friend, once again recite the plan. PASSARINO Your young guest believes I'm you I, the master, you, the man. DON JUAN When you met you wore my cloak, with my scarf you hid your face. She believes she dines with me, in her master's borrowed place! Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine. When it's late and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine PASSARINO You come home! I use your voice slam the door like crack of doom! DON JUAN I shall say: "come, hide with me! Where, oh, where? Of course my room!" PASSARINO Poor thing hasn't got a chance! DON JUAN Here's my hat, my cloak and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not forget myself and laugh AMINTA (Christine) No thoughts within her head, but thoughts of joy! No dreams within her heart, but dreams of love! PASSARINO Master? DON JUAN (Phantom) Passarino, go away! For the trap is set and waits for its prey "Past the Point of No Return" You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish, which till now has been silent, silent... I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge in your mind you've already succumbed to me dropped all defences, completely succumbed to me now you are here with me, no second thoughts, you've decided, decided . . .