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CHRISTINE:
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again?
For now I find
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside my mind
PHANTOM:
Sing once again with me
our strange duet
My power over you
grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me,
to glance behind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside your mind
BOTH:
Your/my spirit and your/my voice,
in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside your/my mind . . .
А ты помнишь нашу музыку?

In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again?
For now I find
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside my mind
PHANTOM:
Sing once again with me
our strange duet
My power over you
grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me,
to glance behind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside your mind
BOTH:
Your/my spirit and your/my voice,
in one combined:
the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside your/my mind . . .
А ты помнишь нашу музыку?
