1.Think of me

Think of me,

think of me fondly,

when we've said goodbye.

Remember me, once in a while ,

please promise me you'll try.

when you find that,

once again,

you long to take your heart back and be free -

if you ever find a moment,

spare a thought for me...

we've never said our love was evergreen,

or as unchanging as the sea -

but if you can still remember,

stop and think of me...

think of all the things we've shared and seen -

don't think about the things which might have been...

think of me,

think of me waking,

silent and resigned.

Imagine me,

trying too hard to put you from my mind.

recall those days,

look back on all those times,

think of the things we'll never do -

there will never be a day,

when I won't think of you...

flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade

They have their seasons, so do we

But please promise me

That sometimes you will think of me spare a thought for me

we'll never do -

there will never be a day,

when I won't think of you .

2.Mirror ( Angel Of Music ）

PHANTOM

Insolent boy!

This slave of fashion,

basking in your glory!

Ignorant fool!

This brave young suitor,

sharing in my triumph!

CHRISTINE

Angel! I hear you!

Speak -

I listen ...

stay by my side, guide me!

Angel, my soul was weak -

forgive me ...

enter at last, Master!

PHANTOM

Flattering child, you shall know me,

see why in shadow I hide!

Look at you face in the mirror -

I am there inside!

CHRISTINE

Angel of Music!

Guide and guardian!

Grant to me your glory!

Angel of Music!

Hide no longer!

Come to me, strange angel ...

PHANTOM

I am your Angel of music

Come to me: Angel of Music ...

RAOUL

whose is that voice...?

Who is that in there...?

Christine! Christine!

PHANTOM

I am your Angel of Music ...

Come to me: Angel of Music ...

3.Phantom of the Opera

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 ...

CHRISTINE

Those who have seen your face

draw back in fear ...

I am the mask you wear ...

PHANTOM

It's me they hear ...

BOTH

Your/My spirit and your/my voice,

in one combined:

the Phantom of the Opera is there -

inside your/my mind ...

CHORUS

He's there, the Phantom of the Opera ...

Beware the Phantom of the Opera ...

PHANTOM

Sing, my Angel of Music!

CHRISTINE

He's there, the Phantom of the Opera...

4.Music of the Night

PHANTOM

Night time sharpens heightens each sensation ...

Darkness stirs and wakes imagination

Silently the senses abandon their defenses

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor.

Grasp it, sense it -

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 surrender to your darkest dreams,

Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before,

Close your eyes

Let your spirit start to soar

And you’ll live

as you’ve never lived before.

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you ...

Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you ...

Open up your mind let your fantasies unwind

in this darkness that (which) you know you cannot fight -

The darkness of the music of the night ...

Let your mind start a journey

Through (into) a strange new world,

Leave all thoughts of the life (world) you knew before.

Let your soul take you where you long to be (burn)

Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication

Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation ...

Let the dream begin

let your darker side give in

to the power of the music that I write -

the power of the music of the night ...

You alone can make my song take flight

help me make the music of the night.

5.Prima Donna

ANDRE

Your public needs you!

FIRMIN

we need you, too!

CARLOTTA

Would you not rather have your precious little ingénue?

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Signora, no!

The world wants you!

Prima Donna, first lady of the stage!

Your devotees are on their knees to implore you!

ANDRE

Can you bow out when they're shouting your name?

FIRMIN

Think of how they all adore you!

BOTH

Prima Donna, enchant us once again!

ANDRE

Think of your muse ...

FIRMIN

and of the queues round the theatre!

BOTH

Can you deny us the triumph in store?

Sing, prima Donna, once more!

RAOUL

Christine spoke of an angel ...

CARLOTTA

Prima donna, your song shall live again!

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Think of your public!

CARLOTTA

You took a snub, but there's a public who needs you!

GIRY

She has heard the voice of the angel of music ...

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Those who hear your voice liken you to an angel!

CARLOTTA

Think of their cry of undying support!

RAOUL

Is this her angel of music...?

ANDRE

We get our opera ...

FIRMIN

She gets her limelight!

CARLOTTA

Follow where the limelight leads you!

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Leading ladies are a trial!

CARLOTTA

Prima donna, your song shall never die!

You'll sing again and to unending ovation!

RAOUL

Orders! Warnings!

Lunatic demands

ANDRE/FIRMIN

lunatic demands are regular occurrences!

CARLOTTA

Think how you'll shine in that final encore!

Sing, prima donna, once more!

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Surely there'll be further scenes -

worse than this!

RAOUL

I must see these demands are rejected!

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve a

chorus girl who's gone and slept with the patron?

Raoul and the soubrette, entwined in love's duet!

Although he may demur, he must have been with her!

You'd never get away with all this in a play,

but if it's loudly sung and in a foreign tongue,

it's just the sort of story audiences adore,

In fact a perfect opera!

RAOUL

His game is over!

GIRY

This is a game you cannot hope to win!

RAOUL

And in Box Five a new game will begin ...

GIRY

For, if his curse is on this opera ...

MEG

But if his curse is on this opera ...

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Prima donna, the world is at your feet!

A nation waits, and how it hates

to be cheated!

Light up the stage

With that age-old rapport

Sing, prima donna, once more!

6.All I Ask of You

RAOUL

No more talk of darkness,

Forget these wide-eyed fears,

I'm here, nothing can harm you -

my words will warm and clam you.

Let me be your freedom,

let daylight dry your tears,

I'm here, with you, beside you,

to guard you and to guide you .

CHRISTINE

Say you love me every waking moment,

Turn my head with talk of summertime,

Say you need me with you,

now and always,

promise me that all you say is true -

that's all I ask of you ...

RAOUL

Let me be your shelter,

let me be your light.

You're safe:

No-one will find you -

your fears are far behind you ...

CHRISTINE

All I want is freedom,

a world with no more night ...

and you, always besides me,

to hold me and to hide me ...

RAOUL

Then say you'll share with me one

love, one lifetime ...

let me lead you from your solitude ...

Say you need me with you here, beside you ...

anywhere you go, let me go too -

Christine,

that's all I ask of you ...

CHRISTINE

Say you'll share with me one

love, one lifetime ...

say the word and I will follow you ...

BOTH

Share each day with me, each

night, each morning ...

CHRISTINE

Say you love me ...

RAOUL

You know I do ...

BOTH

Love me -

that's all I ask of you ...

Anywhere you go let me go too ...

Love me -

that's all I ask of you ...

7.Masquerade

FIRMIN

Monsieur Andre?

ANDRE

Monsieur Firmin?

FIRMIN

Dear Andre, what a splendid party!

ANDRE

The prologue to a bright new year!

FIRMIN

Quite a night! I'm impressed!

ANDRE

Well, one does one's best ...

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Here's to us!

ANDRE

The toast of all the city

FIRMIN

What a pity that the 'Phantom' can’t be here

CHORUS

Masquerade!

Paper faces on parade ...

Masquerade!

Hide your face, so the world will never find you!

Masquerade!

Every face a different shade..

Masquerade!

Look around -

there's another mask behind you!

Flash of mauve .. Splash of puce ...

Fool and king ... Ghoul and goose ...

Green and black ... Queen and priest ...

Trace and rouge ... Face of beast ...

Faces !...

Take you turn,

Take a ride on the merry-go-round ...

in an inhuman race ...

Eye of gold ... Thigh of blue ...

True is false ... Who is who ...?

Curl of lip ... Swirl of gown ...

Ace of hearts ... Face of clown ...

Faces ...

Drink it in, drink it up, till you've drowned

in the light ... in the sound ...

But who can name the face ...

Masquerade!

Grinning yellows, spinning reds ...

Masquerade!

Take your fill -

let the spectacle astound you!

Masquerade!

Burning glances, turning heads ...

Masquerade!

Stop and stare

at the sea of smiles around you!

Masquerade!

Seething shadows, breathing lies ...

Masquerade!

You can fool any friend who ever knew you!

Masquerade!

Leering satyrs, peering eyes ...

Masquerade!

Run and hide -

But a face will still pursue you!

GIRY

What a night!

MEG

What a crowd!

ANDRE

Makes you glad!

FIRMIN

Makes you proud!

All the creme de la creme!

CARLOTTA

Watching us watching them!

ANDRE

Three months Of relief!

CARLOTTA

Of delight!

ANDRE/FIRMIN

Of Elysian peace!

MEG/GIRY

And we can breathe at last!

CARLOTTA

No more notes!

PIANGI

No more ghosts!

GIRY

Here's to health!

ANDRE

Here's a toast: to a prosperous year!

FIRMIN

To our friends who are here!

PIANGI/CARLOTTA

And may our splendor never fade!

FIRMIN/ANDRE

What a blessed release!

GIRY

And what a masquerade!

CHRISTINE

Think of it! A secret engagement!

Look - your future bride!

Just think of it!

RAOUL

But why is it secret?

What have we to hide?

You promised me

CHRISTINE

No, Raoul, please don’t. They’ll see

RAOUL

Let them see

It's an engagement, not a crime!

Christine, what are you afraid of!

CHRISTINE

Let's not argue ...

RAOUL

Let's not argue ...

CHRISTINE

Please pretend ...

RAOUL

I can only hope I'll ...

CHRISTINE

You will understand in time

RAOUL.

I will understand in time

ALL

Masquerade!

Paper faces on parade!

Masquerade!

Hide your face, so the world will never find you!

Masquerade!

Every face a different shade!

Masquerade!

Look around -

There's another mask behind you!

Masquerade!

Burning glances turning heads ...

Masquerade!

Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you!

Masquerade!

Grinning yellows, spinning reds ...

Masquerade!

Take your fill -

let the spectacle astound you!

8.Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again

CHRISTINE

You were once my one companion ...

you were all that mattered ...

You were once a friend and father -

then my world was shattered ...

Wishing you were somehow here again ...

Wishing you were somehow near ...

Sometimes it seemed,

if I just dreamed,

somehow you would be here ...

Wishing I could hear your voice again ...

knowing that I never would ...

Dreaming of you won't help me to do

all that you dreamed I could ...

Passing bells

and sculpted angels,

cold and monumental,

seem, for you, the wrong companions -

you were warm and gentle ...

Too many years

fighting back tears ...

Why can't the past just die ...?

Wishing you were somehow here again ...

knowing we must say goodbye ...

Try to forgive ...

teach me to live ...

give me the strength to try ...

No more memories, no more silent tears ...

No more gazing across the wasted years ...

Help me say goodbye

Help me say goodbye

9.The Point of No Return

PHANTOM

Passarino - go away!

For the trap is set and waits for its prey!

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 defenses,

completely succumbed to me -

now you are here with me:

no second thoughts, you've decided,

decided ...

Past the point of no return -

no backward glances:

Our games of make-believe are at an end ...

Past all thought of "if" or "when" -

no use resisting:

abandon thought, and let the dream descend ...

What raging fire shall flood the soul?

What rich desire unlocks its door?

What sweet seduction lies before us...?

Past the point of no return,

the final threshold -

what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?

Beyond the point of no return ...

CHRISTINE

You have brought me to that moment

when words run dry,

to that moment when speech disappears into silence,

silence ...

I have come here,

hardly knowing the reason why ...

In my mind, I've already

imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent -

and now I am here with you:

no second thoughts, I've decided,

decided ..

Past the point of no return -

no going back now:

our passion-play has now at last begun ...

Past all thought of right or wrong -

one final question:

how long should we two wait, before we're one...?

When will the blood begin to race,

the sleeping bud burst into bloom?

When will the flames, at last, consume us...?

BOTH

Past the point of no return,

the final threshold -

the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn ...

We've passed the point of no return ...

PHANTOM

Say you'll share with me one

love, one lifetime ...

Lead me, save me from my solitude ...

Say you want me with you, here beside you ...

Anywhere you go let me go too -

Christine, that's all I ask of ...

10.Learn to be lonely

Child of the wilderness

Born into emptiness

Learn to be lonely

Learn to find your way in darkness

who will be there for you

Comfort and care for you

learn to be lonely

Learn to be your one companion

Ever dreamed out in the world

There are arms to hold you?

You've always known

Your heart was on its own

So laugh in your loneliness

Child of the wilderness

Learn to be lonely

Learn how to love life that is lived alone

Learn to be lonely

Life can be lived

Life can be loved

Alone.

11.No One Would Listen

No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears

Shamed into solitude

Shunned by the multitude

I learned to listen

In my dark, my heart heard music

I long to teach the world

Rise up and reach the world

No one would listen

I alone could hear the music

Then, at last, a voice in the gloom

Seemed to cry "I hear you"

I hear your fears

Your torment and your tears

She saw my loneliness

Shared in my emptiness

No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears

No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears...

**丝带代表什么？有什么特殊的含义？

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歌曲来自一篇小品文,就是中国所谓"小小说",歌曲是根据文章改编的.当时就风靡全美国.

后来日本改变成**,幸福的黄手帕,由著名演员高仓健主演,又轰动日本.女主角是倍赏千惠子.该**剧本好象由中国戏剧出版社出版,里面对黄丝带的由来介绍得很详细.

今天要补充：

我竟然在我的藏书里找到这篇文章，题目是《going home》——归来！是香港读者文摘远东公司1975年出版的。

这篇很短的文章居然还有个更短的前言！是说，这个故事是作者几年前听说的，而且，他告诉别人的时候，别人说，记不请什么时候听过，所以作者说，这可能是个民间故事，过几年就会重新传播一次。

我幸运的在网上找到了它！以免要我打字！谢天谢地！

Going home

They were going to Florida –three

boys and three girls –and when they

boarded the bus, they were carrying

sandwiches and wine in paper bags,

dreaming of golden beaches and sea

tides as the gray cold of New York

vanished behind them.

As the bus rumbled south, they began to

notice Vingo. He sat in front of them,

dressed in a plain, ill-fitting suit,

never moving, his dusty face masking his age. He chewed the inside of his lip a

lot, frozen into some personal cocoon of silence.

Deep into the night, and outside

Washington, the bus pulled into a

roadside restaurant, and everybody got off except Vingo. He sat rooted in his seat, and the young people began to wonder about him, trying to imagine his life:

perhaps he was a sea captain, a runaway

from his wife, an old soldier going home. When they went back to the bus, one

of the girls sat beside him and

introduced herself.

“We’re going to Florida,” she said

brightly. “I hear it’s beautiful.”

“It is,” he said quietly, as if

remembering something he had tried to

forget.

“Want some wine?” she said. He smiled

and took ag. He thanked her and

retreated again into his silence. After a while, she went back to the others,

and Vingo nodded in sleep.

In the morning, they awoke another

restaurant, and this time Vingo went in. The girl insisted that he join them. He

seemed very shy, and ordered black

coffee and smoked nervously as the young people chattered about sleeping on

beaches. When they returned to the bus,

the girl sat with Vingo again, and after a while, slowly and painfully, he told his story. He had been in jail in New

York for the past four years, and now he was going home.

“Are you married?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” she said.

“Well, when I was in the can I wrote to my wife,” he said. “I told her that I

was going to be away a long time, and

that if she couldn’t stand it, if the

kids kept asking questions, if it hurt too much, well, she could just forget me. I’d understand. Get anew guy, I

said-she’s a wonderful woman, really

something-and forget about me. I told her she didn’t have to write me. And she

didn’t. Not for three and a half years.”

“And you’re going home now, not

knowing?”

“Yeah,” he said shyly. “Well, last

week, when I was sure the parole was

coming through, I wrote her again. There’s a big oak tree just as you come

into town. I told her that if she’d

take me back, she should put a yellow

handkerchief on the tree, and I’d get

off and come home. If she didn’t want

me, forget it--no handkerchief, and

I’d go on through.”

“Wow,” the girl said. “Wow.”

She told the others, and soon all of them were in it, caught up in the approach

of Vingo home town, looking at the

pictures he showed them of his wife and

three children—the woman handsome in a

plain way, the children still unformed

in the cracked, much-handled snapshots.

Now they were 20 miles from the town,

and the young people took over window seats on the right side, waiting for the

approach of the great oak tree. The bus acquired a dark, hushed mood, full of the silence of absence and lost years. Vingo stopped looking, tightening his face

into the ex-con’s mask, as if

fortifying himself against still another disappointment.

Then it was ten miles, and then five. Then, suddenly, all of the young people

were up out of their seats, screaming

and shouting and crying, doing small

dances of exultation. All except Vingo.

Vingo sat there stunned, looking at the

oak tree. It was covered with yellow

handkerchiefs—20 of them, 30—of them,

maybe hundreds, a tree that stood like a banner of welcome billowing in the wind. As the young people shouted, the old

con rose from his seat and made his way

to the front of the bus to go home.

但是这把前面的前言删掉了。