andrew lloyd webber - think of me (from the play) lyrics
rehearsals for “hannibal” by chalumeau
(we have reached the great choral scene in
which hannibal and his army return to save
carthage from the roman invasion under
scipio. hannibal is ubaldo piangi;
elissa, queen of carthage (his mistress) is
carlotta guidicelli. the two leading
slave girls are played by meg giry and
christine daae. mme. giry is the ballet
mistress. m. reyer, the repet-teur, is in
charge.
we join the opera towards the end of elissa’s
(carlotta’s) great aria. she is alone, holding
a pre. from the approaching hannibal, a
bleeding severed head)
carlotta (at the climax of an extravagant cade)
this trophy from our saviours, from the
enslaving force of rome!
(a stage hand carries a ladder across the
stage. others are seen still constructing
parts of the scenery)
girls’ chorus
with feasting and dancing and song,
tonight in celebration
we greet the victorious throng,
returned to bring salvation!
men’s chorus
the trumpets of carthage resound!
hear, romans, now and tremble!
hark to our step on the ground!
all
hear the drums – hannibal comes!
(piangi enters, as hannibal)
piangi (hannibal)
sad to return to find the land we love
threatened once more by roma’s far-reaching
grasp.
reyer (interrupting him)
signor . . . if you please: “rome”. we say
“rome’ not “roma”
piangi
si, si, rome, not roma. is very hard for me.
(practising) rome . . . rome . . .
(enter lefevre, the retiring manager of the
opera, with m. firmin and m. andre, to
whom he has just sold it)
reyer (to piangi)
once again, then, if you please, signor: “sad to
return . . .”
lefevre (to andre and firmin)
this way, gentlemen, this way. rehearsals, as
you see, are under way, for a new production of
chalumeau’s “hannibal”.
(seeing a hiatus in the rehearsal, lefevre attempts to
attract attention.)
lefevre
ladies and gentlemen, some of you may already,
perhaps, have met m. andre and m. firmin …
(the new managers are politely bowing, when reyer
interrupts)
reyer
i’m sorry, m. lefevre, we are rehearsing. if you wouldn’t
mind waiting a moment?
lefevre
my apologies, m. reyer. proceed, proceed …
reyer
thank you, monsieur (turning back to piangi).
“sad to return…” signor …
lefevre (sotto voce to andre and firmin)
m. reyer, our chief repet-teur. rather a tyrant, i’m
afraid.
(the rehearsal continues)
piangi (hannibal)
sad to return to find the land we love
threatened once more by
rome’s far-reaching grasp.
tomorrow we shall break
the chains of rome.
tonight, rejoice – your army has
come home.
ballet girls begin their dance.
lefevre, andre and firmin
stand centr-stage watching the
ballet. they are in the way. the
ballet continues under the
following dialogue.)
lefevre (indicating piangi)
signor piangi, our princ-p-l
tenor. he does play so opposite
la carlotta.
giry (exasperated by their
presence, bangs her cane angrily
on the stage)
gentlemen, please! if you would
kindly move to one side?
lefevre
my apologies, mme. giry.
(leading andre and firmin
aside)
mme. giry, our ballet mistress. i
don’t mind confessing, m.
firmin, i shan’t be sorry to be rid
of the whole blessed business.
firmin
i keep asking you, monsieur, why
exactly are you retiring?
lefevre (ignoring this, calls
his attention to the continuing
ballet)
we take a particular pride here in
the excellence of our ballets.
(meg becomes prominent among the dancers)
andre
who’s that girl, lefevre?
lefevre
her? meg giry, madame giry’s
daughter. promising dancer, m.
andre, most promising.
(christine becomes prominent. she has absent-
mlndedly fallen out-of-step)
giry (spotting her, bangs her cane again)
you! christine daae! concentrate, girl!
meg (quietly, to christine)
christine . . . what’s the matter?
firmin (to lefevre)
daae? curious name.
lefevre
swedish.
andre
any relation to the violinist?
lefevre
his daughter, i believe. always has her head in the
clouds, i’m afraid.
(the ballet continues to its climax and ends. the
chorus resumes)
chorus
bid welcome to hannibal’s guests –
the elephants of carthage!
as guides on our conquering quests,
dido sends
hannibal’s friends!
(the elephant, a life-sized mechanical replica, enters.
piangi is lifted, in triumph, onto its back)
carlotta (elissa)
once more to my
welcoming arms
my love returns
in splendour!
piangi (hannibal)
once more to those
sweetest of charms
my heart and soul
surrender!
chorus
the trumpeting elephants sound
hear, romans, now and tremble!
hark to their step on the ground
hear the drums!
hannibal comes!
(at the end of the chorus lefevre claps
his hands for silence. the elephant is led
off. two stage-hands are revealed operating
it from within)
lefevre
ladies and gentlemen – madame giry, thank
you – may i have your attention, please?
as you know, for some weeks there have
been rumours of my imminent retirement. i
can now tell you that these were all true and
it is my pleasure to introduce to you the
two gentlemen who now own the opera
populaire, m. richard firmin and m.
gilles andre.
(polite applause. some bowing.
carlotta makes her presence felt)
gentlemen, signora carlotta giudicelli, our
leading soprano for five seasons now.
andre
of course, of course. i have experienced all
your
greatest roles, signora.
lefevre
and signor ubaldo piangi.
firmin
an honour, signor.
andre
if i remember rightly, elissa has a rather
fine aria in act three of “hannibal”. i
wonder, signora, if, as a personal favour,
you would oblige us with a private
rendition? (somewhat acerbic). unless, of
course, m. reyer objects . . .
carlotta
my manager commands . . .
m. reyer?
reyer
my diva commands. will two bars
be sufficient introduction?
firmin
two bars will be quite sufficient
reyer (ensuring that carlotta is ready)
signora?
carlotta
maestro.
(the introduction is played on the piano)
carlotta
think of me,
think of me fondly,
when we’ve said
goodbye.
remember me
once in a while –
please promise me
you’ll try.
when you find
that, once
again, you long
to take your heart . . .
(as carlotta is singing a backdrop crashes to the
floor cutting her off from half the cast)
meg/ballet girls/chorus
he’s here:
the phantom of the opera . . .
he is with us . . .
it’s the ghost . . .
piangi (looking up, furiously)
you idiots!
(he rushes over to carlotta)
cara! cara! are you hurt?
lefevre
signora! are you all right? buquet!
where is buquet?
piangi
is no one concerned for our prima donna?
lefevre
get that man down here!
(to andre and firmin)
chief of the flies. he’s responsible for this.
(the drop is raised high enough to reveal upstage an old
stagehand, joseph buquet, holding a length of rope,
which looks almost like a noose)
lefevre
buquet! for god’s sake, man, what’s going on up there?
buquet
please monsieur
don’t look at me:
as god’s my witness,
i was not at my post.
please monsieur
there’s no one there:
and if there is, well
then, it must be a ghost . . .
meg (looking up)
he’s there; the phantom of the opera …
andre
good heavens!
will you show a little courtesy?
firmin (to meg and the others)
mademoiselle, please!
andre (to carlotta)
these things do happen.
carlotta
si! these things do happen! well, until you stop these
things happening, this thing does not happen!
ubaldo! andiamo!
(piangi dutifully fetches her furs from the wings)
piangi
amateurs!
lefevre
i don’t think there’s much more to -ssist you,
gentlemen. good luck. if you need me, i shall be in
frankfurt .
(he leaves. the company looks anxiously at the new
managers)
andre
la carlotta will be back.
giry
you think so, messieurs? i have a message, sir, from the
opera ghost.
(the girls twitter and twirl in fear)
firmin
god in heaven, you’re all obsessed!
giry
he merely welcomes you to his opera house and
commands you to continue to leave box five empty for
his use and reminds you that his salary is due.
firmin
his salary?
giry
monsieur lefevre paid him twenty thousand francs a
month. perhaps you can afford more, with the vicomte de
chagny as your patron.
(reaction to this from the ballet girls.
christine takes hold of meg nervously)
andre (to giry)
madame, i had hoped to have made that
announcement myself.
giry (to firmin)
will the vicomte be at the performance tonight,
monsieur?
firmin
in our box.
andre
madame, who is the understudy for this role?
reyer
there is no understudy, monsieur – the
production is new.
meg
christine daae could sing it, sir.
flrmin
the chorus girl?
meg (to firmin)
she’s been taking lessons from a great teacher
andre
from whom?
christine (uneasily)
i don’t know, sir . . .
firmin
oh, not you as well!
(turning to andre)
can you believe it? a full house – and we have to cancel!
giry
let her sing for you, monsieur. she has been well taught.
reyer (after a pause)
from the beginning of the aria then, mam’selle.
christine
think of me
think of me fondly,
when we’ve said goodbye.
remember me
once in a while –
please promise me
you’ll try.
firmin
andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.
andre
don’t fret, firmin.
christine
when you find
that, once
again, you long
to take your heart back
and be free –
if you
ever find
a moment,
spare a thought
for me
(transformation to the gala. christine is
revealed in full costume)
we never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea –
but if
you can still
remember
stop and think
of me . . .
think of all the things
we’ve shared and seen –
don’t think about the things
which might have been . . .
think of me,
think of me waking,
silent and
resigned.
imagine me,
trying too hard
to put you
from my mind.
recall those days
look back
on all those times,
think of the things
we’ll never do –
there will
never be
a day, when
i won’t think
of you . .
(applause, bravos. prominent among the bravos, those
of the young raoul in the managers’ box)
raoul
can it be?
can it be christine?
bravo!
(he raises his opera-gl-sses)
what a change!
you’re really
not a bit
the gawkish girl
that once you were…
(lowering his opera-gl-sses)
she may
not remember
me, but
i remember
her…
christine
we never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea –
but please
promise me,
that sometimes
you will think
of me
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