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ur

fantasies,

you

always

khat

man

and

mystery……”

“……were

both

in

you……”

她漸漸忽略了其他人，眼中只有他的存在，在他的引導下，她的口中逸出早已爛熟于心的旋律：

“And

in

this

byrinth,

where

night

is

blind,

the

Phantom

of

the

Opera

is

there,

inside

your/my

mind……”

他命令：

“Sing!

My

Angel

of

Music！

Sing！

Sing

for

me!”

安吉麗娜發(fā)出自己都難以置信的高亢喊聲，一波接一波應和著：

“Ah……Ah……Ah……”

等她停下來的時候，所有人都目瞪口呆看著她！

安吉麗娜痛快地笑了起來！她覺得感覺前所未有的好！

沃格特沒有停，繼續(xù)唱：

“I

have

brought

you

to

the

seat

of

sweet

music's

throne.

To

this

kingdom

where

all

must

pay

homage

to

music.

Music

……You

have

e

here

for

one

purpose

and

one

alone.

Sihe

moment

I

first

heard

you

sing,

I

have

needed

you

with

me

to

serve

me,

to

sing

for

my

music……

my

music

……”

余音悠長低沉，激揚霸道的腔調一變，變得低回深沉：

“Night-time

sharpens,

heightens

each

sensation……”

Darkness

stirs

and

wakes

imagination.

Silently

the

senses

abandon

their

defenses……”

沃格特看著安吉麗娜，魅影看著他的克莉斯汀，詠嘆著如夜般溫柔深濃的曲調：

“Slowly,

gently,

night

unfurls

its

splendour.

Grasp

it,

se,

tremulous

and

tender.

Turn

your

face

away

from

the

garish

light

of

day,

turn

your

thoughts

away

from

cold,

unfeeling

light,

and

listen

to

the

music

of

the

night……

Close

your

eyes

and

surreo

your