из Призрака Оперы в исполнении Джерри Батлера
Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon thier defences
Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendour
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
Feel it, hear it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which you know you cannot fight -
the darkness of the music of the night.
Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul
Take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour 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