André and 
Firmin-Prima donna,first lady of the stage!
Your devoteesare on their kneesto implore you!
André-Can you bow outwhen they're shoutingyour name?
Firmin-Think of how they all adore you.
André and 
Firmin-Prima donna,enchant us once again
André-Think of your muse...
Firmin-And of the queuesround the theatre!
André and 
Firmin-Can you deny us the triumph in store?
Andre and 
Firmin-Sing, prima donna,once more!||
Raoul-|Christine spoke of an angel...||
Carlotta-|
Prima donna,your song shall live again!|
André and 
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...||
André and 
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...?||
André-|We get our opera...|
Firmin-|She gets her limelight!||
Carlotta-|
Follow where the limelight|leads you!||
Meg-|Is this ghost|an angel or a madman...?||
Raoul-|Angel or madmadman...?||
André and 
Firmin-|Leading ladies are a trial!||
Carlotta-|
Prima donna,|your song shall never die!||
Meg-|Voice of hell, or of heaven...?||
Giry|Heaven help you,|those who doubt...||
Carlotta|You'll sing again,|and to unending|ovation!||
Raoul|Orders! 
Warnings!|
Lunatic demands!||
Giry|This miscasting|
Will invite damnation...||
André and 
Firmin|Tears... oaths...|lunatic demands|are regular occurences!||
Meg|Bliss or damnation?|
Which has claimed her...?|
Carlotta-|
Think how you'll shine|in that final|encore!|
Sing, prima donna,|once more!||
Giry-|Oh fools,|to have flouted his warnings!||
Raoul-|Surely, for her sake...||
Meg-|Surely he'll strike back...||
André and 
Firmin-|Surely there'll be further scenes -|worse than this!||
Giry-|Think, before|these demands are rejected!||
Raoul-|...
I must see these demands are rejected!||
Meg-|...if his threats|and demands are rejected!||
André and 
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!||
Meg and Raoul|
Christine must be protected!||
Carlotta-|
O, fortunata!|
Non ancor|abbandonata!||
André and 
Firmin-|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...||
André and 
Firmin-|Prima donna,|the world is at your feet!|
A nation waits,|and how it hates,|to be cheated!||
Carlotta-|
The stress that falls upon a|famous prima donna!|
Terrible deseases,|coughs and colds and sneezes!||
Still, the dryest throat|will reach the highest note,|in search of perfect|opera!||
Meg and Giry-|...then 
I fear the outcome...||
Raoul-|Christine plays the 
Pageboy,|Carlotta plays the 
Countess...||
Giry-|...should you dare to...||
Meg-|...when you once again...
All-Light up the stagewith that age-old rapport!
Sing, prima donna,once more!
Phantom(spoken)-
So, it is war between us! 
If these demands are not met, a disasterbeyond your imagination....will occur!
All-Once more!