K-POP Lyrics Song

Andrew Lloyd WebberMasquerade/Why So Silent

Monsieur Andre
Monsieur Firmin
Dear Andre
what a splendid party
The prologue to a bright new year
Quite a night I'm impressed
Well one does one's best
Here's to us
A toast for the city
what a pity that the Phantom
can't be here
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 of rouge
Face of beast
Faces
Take your turn take a ride
on the merry go round
in an inhuman race
Eye of gold
high of blue
rue 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
What a night
What a crowd
Makes you glad
Makes you proud
All the cre
de la cre
Watching us watching them
And all our fears are in the past
Three months
Of relief
Of delight
Of Elysian peace
And we can breathe at last
No more notes
No more ghosts
Here's a health
Here's a toast
to a prosperous year
To a breakthrough up here
And may the
splendour never fade
What a change
What a blessed release
And what a masquerade
Think of it
A secret engagement
Look your future bride
Just think of it
But why is it secret
What have we to hide
You promised me
No Raoul please don't let them see
Well let them see
It's an engagement
not a crime
Christine
what are you afraid of
Let's not argue
Let's not argue
Please pretend
I can only hope I'll
You will
understand in time
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
Why so silent great Monsieurs
Did you think that
I had left you for good
Have you missed me
good Messieurs
I have written you an opera
Here I bring the finished score
Don Juan Triumphant
Fondest greetings to you all
A few instructions just
before rehearsal starts
Carlotta must be taught to act
Not her normal trick of
strutting round the stage
Our Don Juan must
lose some weight
It's not healthy in a man
of Piangi's age
And my managers must
learn that their place is
in an office
Not the arts
As for our star
Miss Christine Daae
No doubt she'll do her best
It's true her voice is good
She knows though
Should she wish to excel
She has much still to learn
If pride will let her return to me
her teacher
Her teacher
Your chains are still mine
You belong to me
Monsieur Andre
Monsieur Firmin
Dear Andre
what a splendid party
The prologue to a bright new year
Quite a night I'm impressed
Well one does one's best
Here's to us
A toast for the city
what a pity that the Phantom
can't be here
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 of rouge
Face of beast
Faces
Take your turn take a ride
on the merry go round
in an inhuman race
Eye of gold
high of blue
rue 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
What a night
What a crowd
Makes you glad
Makes you proud
All the cre
de la cre
Watching us watching them
And all our fears are in the past
Three months
Of relief
Of delight
Of Elysian peace
And we can breathe at last
No more notes
No more ghosts
Here's a health
Here's a toast
to a prosperous year
To a breakthrough up here
And may the
splendour never fade
What a change
What a blessed release
And what a masquerade
Think of it
A secret engagement
Look your future bride
Just think of it
But why is it secret
What have we to hide
You promised me
No Raoul please don't let them see
Well let them see
It's an engagement
not a crime
Christine
what are you afraid of
Let's not argue
Let's not argue
Please pretend
I can only hope I'll
You will
understand in time
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
Why so silent great Monsieurs
Did you think that
I had left you for good
Have you missed me
good Messieurs
I have written you an opera
Here I bring the finished score
Don Juan Triumphant
Fondest greetings to you all
A few instructions just
before rehearsal starts
Carlotta must be taught to act
Not her normal trick of
strutting round the stage
Our Don Juan must
lose some weight
It's not healthy in a man
of Piangi's age
And my managers must
learn that their place is
in an office
Not the arts
As for our star
Miss Christine Daae
No doubt she'll do her best
It's true her voice is good
She knows though
Should she wish to excel
She has much still to learn
If pride will let her return to me
her teacher
Her teacher
Your chains are still mine
You belong to me

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