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settings, etc. from it.
Christian stood nervously in the corner of the room, waiting. Seconds later, Madame Aileen had joined him. She sat in her chair and beamed at him.
"Sing, Christian. Sing." She ordered gently. Christian nodded abruptly, took a sip of water and clasped his hands behind his back. He opened his mouth and...began to sing.
"Never knew, I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky, before
Want to vanish, inside your kiss!
Every day I'm love you more, and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear, it sings?
Tellin' me to give you everything!
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you, til the end of time
Come what may!
Come what may!
I will love you, until my dying day!
Suddenly the world, seems such a perfect place!
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste!
It all revolves, around you
And there's no mountain, too high!
No river, too wide!
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side!
Storm clouds may gather, and stars may collide
But I love you
Til the end
Of
Time
Come what may!
Come what may!
I will love you, until my dying day!
Oh, come what may! Come, what may! I will love you, until my dying, day!" Christian's voice rolled out of his mouth like the water in a stream, clear and crisp and melodious. Christian didn't have to think about the words, they poured out naturally, his mind focusing on dynamics. When he came to an end, Aileen was smiling, her eyes closed.
"Thank you Christian. You may go." Christian nodded and hurried from the room, exiting through the nearest door, nearly knocking Adele over in his haste. She was beaming at him.
"You were amazing, Christian! Now I know why Madame chose you!" She informed him proudly. Christian managed a shy smile before rushing off to his room, locking the door behind him and sinking down, full of memories.
The next day, Christian approached the bird menagerie, wanting to sit in peace and quiet. What surprised him, as he neared the bright room, was his own song, echoing off the walls, but sung by another. Adele was singing to the birds, her voice rising to the ceiling. Christian stopped his tracks. Satine had sang the same song. It was hers. Angry, Christian turned away and found a darker room, where he shut himself in. He dreaded facing Madame Aileen at dinner again. Still, he made his way to the dining room at the same time as before, and stood once more before Aileen.
"Sing." She commanded again. Christian's mind was in turmoil, angry and happy at the same time.
"My gift is my song! And this one's for you. And you can tell everybody, that this is your song! It may be quite simple, but now that it's done.
Hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, that I put down in words! How wonderful life is, now you're in the world!
Sat on the roof, and I kicked off the moss! While some of these verses well they, they got me quite cross! But the sun's been kind, while I wrote this song! It's for people like you that keep it turned on!
So excuse me forgetting, for these things I do! You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue! Anyway the thing is, what I really mean! Yours are the sweetest eyes, I've ever seen!
And you can tell everybody, this is your song! It may be quite simple but, now that it's done! Hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, that I put down in words! How wonderful life is... Now you're in the world!" Again, the song was wonderful. Christian took his leave quickly, never noticing Adele, standing in the corner, listening with eager ears.
Christian stood nervously in the corner of the room, waiting. Seconds later, Madame Aileen had joined him. She sat in her chair and beamed at him.
"Sing, Christian. Sing." She ordered gently. Christian nodded abruptly, took a sip of water and clasped his hands behind his back. He opened his mouth and...began to sing.
"Never knew, I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky, before
Want to vanish, inside your kiss!
Every day I'm love you more, and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear, it sings?
Tellin' me to give you everything!
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you, til the end of time
Come what may!
Come what may!
I will love you, until my dying day!
Suddenly the world, seems such a perfect place!
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste!
It all revolves, around you
And there's no mountain, too high!
No river, too wide!
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side!
Storm clouds may gather, and stars may collide
But I love you
Til the end
Of
Time
Come what may!
Come what may!
I will love you, until my dying day!
Oh, come what may! Come, what may! I will love you, until my dying, day!" Christian's voice rolled out of his mouth like the water in a stream, clear and crisp and melodious. Christian didn't have to think about the words, they poured out naturally, his mind focusing on dynamics. When he came to an end, Aileen was smiling, her eyes closed.
"Thank you Christian. You may go." Christian nodded and hurried from the room, exiting through the nearest door, nearly knocking Adele over in his haste. She was beaming at him.
"You were amazing, Christian! Now I know why Madame chose you!" She informed him proudly. Christian managed a shy smile before rushing off to his room, locking the door behind him and sinking down, full of memories.
The next day, Christian approached the bird menagerie, wanting to sit in peace and quiet. What surprised him, as he neared the bright room, was his own song, echoing off the walls, but sung by another. Adele was singing to the birds, her voice rising to the ceiling. Christian stopped his tracks. Satine had sang the same song. It was hers. Angry, Christian turned away and found a darker room, where he shut himself in. He dreaded facing Madame Aileen at dinner again. Still, he made his way to the dining room at the same time as before, and stood once more before Aileen.
"Sing." She commanded again. Christian's mind was in turmoil, angry and happy at the same time.
"My gift is my song! And this one's for you. And you can tell everybody, that this is your song! It may be quite simple, but now that it's done.
Hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, that I put down in words! How wonderful life is, now you're in the world!
Sat on the roof, and I kicked off the moss! While some of these verses well they, they got me quite cross! But the sun's been kind, while I wrote this song! It's for people like you that keep it turned on!
So excuse me forgetting, for these things I do! You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue! Anyway the thing is, what I really mean! Yours are the sweetest eyes, I've ever seen!
And you can tell everybody, this is your song! It may be quite simple but, now that it's done! Hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, that I put down in words! How wonderful life is... Now you're in the world!" Again, the song was wonderful. Christian took his leave quickly, never noticing Adele, standing in the corner, listening with eager ears.