Christine Speaks
I cry and weep,
The Angel of Music is to whom I speak
I have barely a life besides him,
marrying Raoul is suddenly a sin.
Carlotta's croak,
was no joke,
but a curse to help my career begin.
The Angel is dear,
but I love Raoul.
This is the decision.
What am I to do?
Shall I keep the honor of being near the Ghost,
or should I take the hand of Raoul for marriage?
The Opera Ghost runs my life.
I have no say.
I cannot be the wife of the one I love.
If The Angel of Music is to leave,
I will cry of joy and pain.
If I cannot marry I will die,
a lonely death of sorrow and rain.
Tears roll down my cheek,
every time Raoul and I speak.
What am I to do?
I must follow my career,
be strong without a fear.
I must do what my father would have been proud of my for.
Not quit and walk out the Opera House door.
Raoul must endure the pain,
of never being my "Love" again.
