MEG:
Where in the world
have you been hiding?
Really, you were
perfect!
I only wish
I knew your secret!
Who is your great
tutor!
CHRISTINE:
Father once spoke
of an angel …
I used to dream he’d
appear …
Now as I sing
I can sense him …
And I know
he’s here …
Here in this room
he calls me softly …
somewhere inside …
hiding…
Somehow I know
he’s always with me …
he – the unseen
genius …
MEG:
Christine, you must have
been dreaming …
stories like this can’t
come true …
Christine, you’re talking
in riddles …
and it’s not
like you …
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music!
Guide
and guardian!
Grant to me your
glory!
MEG:
Who is this angel?
This …
BOTH:
Angel of Music!
Hide
no longer!
Secret and strange
angel …
CHRISTINE:
He’s with me
even now
MEG:
…Your hands are cold …
CHRISTINE:
All around me …
MEG:
Your face, Christine,
it’s white …
CHRISTINE:
It frightens me
MEG:
Don’t be frightened
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