Bravi, bravi, bravissimi ...
Christine ... Christine ...
where in the world
have you been hiding
really, you were
perfect
i only wish
i knew your secret
who is your great
tutor
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 ...
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 ...
Angel of Music
guide
and guardian
grant to me your
glory
who is this angel
this ...
Angel of Music
hide
no looger
secret and strange
angel ...
he's with me
even now ...
your hands are cold ...
all around me ... your face, Christine
it's white ...
It frightens me
don't be frightened