The Mirror
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Little Lotte let her mind wander

Remember that too

Little Lotte thought: am I fonder of dolls
Or of goblins or shoes?
Or of riddles of frocks?
Those picnics in the attic
Or of chocolates?

Father playing the violin

As we read to each other dark stories of the North

No, what I love best, Lotte said
Is when I'm asleep in my bed
And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!
The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!

Insolent boy!
This slave of fashion
Basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph!

Angel, I hear you!
Speak, I listen
Stay by my side, guide me!
Angel, my soul was weak
Forgive me
Enter at last, Master!

Flattering child, you shall know me
See why in shadow I hide
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside!

Angel of Music
Guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory

Angel of Music
Hide no longer
Come to me, strange angel

I am your angel
Come to me: Angel of Music

Whose is that voice?
Who is that in there?

I am your Angel of Music
Come to me: Angel of Music





Christine, angel!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to the song "Little Lotte / The Mirror" from the musical "The Phantom of the Opera" tell the story of a young girl named Lotte. As she lets her mind wander, we see her contemplating the things she loves most - dolls, goblins, shoes, riddles, picnics in the attic, and chocolates. But what she loves best is when she's asleep in her bed, and the Angel of Music sings songs in her head. It's a beautiful moment that shows us how powerful and transformative music can be.


The second half of the song brings in another character, the Phantom. He is angry with someone - an insolent boy who's basking in his glory, an ignorant fool who's daring to share in his triumph. But when Lotte calls out for the Angel of Music, the Phantom responds. He tells her that he is her angel, and he asks her to come to him. The song ends with Lotte calling out his name - "Christine, angel!" - as she begins to succumb to his influence and charisma.


Line by Line Meaning

Little Lotte let her mind wander
Lotte allowed her thoughts to drift away


Remember that too
Take that into account as well


Little Lotte thought: am I fonder of dolls
Lotte pondered whether she preferred dolls


Or of goblins or shoes?
Or if she preferred goblins or shoes


Or of riddles of frocks?
Or maybe riddles or frocks


Those picnics in the attic
Those meals in the attic


Or of chocolates?
Or perhaps chocolates


Father playing the violin
My father playing the violin


As we read to each other dark stories of the North
As we shared scary stories from the North with each other


No, what I love best, Lotte said
Nonetheless, what I enjoy the most, Lotte revealed


Is when I'm asleep in my bed
Is when I am resting in my bed


And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!
And the Angel of Music sings to me in my imagination!


Insolent boy!
Arrogant boy!


This slave of fashion
This person caught up in fashion trends


Basking in your glory!
So pleased with oneself!


Ignorant fool!
Foolish and uninformed!


This brave young suitor
This adventurous young man


Sharing in my triumph!
Sharing in my victory!


Angel, I hear you!
Angel, I hear your voice!


Speak, I listen
Speak, for I am listening attentively!


Stay by my side, guide me!
Stay with me and lead the way!


Angel, my soul was weak
Angel, I was feeling vulnerable


Forgive me
Please pardon me


Enter at last, Master!
Come inside finally, Master!


Flattering child, you shall know me
Praising child, you will understand who I am


See why in shadow I hide
Discover why I remain hidden


Look at your face in the mirror
Look at yourself in the mirror


I am there inside!
I am within you!


Angel of Music
Music's Angel


Guide and guardian
Protector and guide


Grant to me your glory
Bestow upon me your splendor


Hide no longer
Don't hide anymore


Come to me, strange angel
Approach me, strange angel


I am your angel
I am YOUR Angel


Whose is that voice?
Who does that voice belong to?


Who is that in there?
Who is in there?


Christine, angel!
Christine, my angel!


Come to me: Angel of Music
Come to me: Music's Angel




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Andrew Lloyd-Webber, Charles Hart, Richard Stilgoe

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Lyrics:

With everything happening today
You dont know whether you're coming or going
But you think that you're on your way
Life lined up on the mirror dont blow it
Look at me when Im talkin to you
You looking at me but I'm lookin through you
I see the blood in your eyes
I see the love in disguise
I see the pain hidden in your pride
I see you're not satisfied
And I dont see nobody else
I see myself I'm looking at the

Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
You told me that they can understand the man I am

So why are we here talkin' to each other again

Uh, I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
But I'm with you when you re all alone
And you correct me when Im lookin wrong
I see that guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your window pain

I see the scars that remain
I see you Wayne, Im lookin at the.

Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall

You've been my only friend
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again

Lookin at me now I can see my past
Damn I look just like my f-ckin dad
Light it up, thats smokin' mirrors
I even look good in the broken mirror

I see my momma smile thats a blessin
I see the change, I see the message
And no message could been any clearer
So I'm stared with the man in the...

Mirror on the wall (MJ taught me that)
Here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend (Take em to Mars, man)
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we talkin' to each other again
Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again
Mirror on the wall...
(Hey B.P., looks like I did take em to Mars this time)
So why are we talkin to each other again

Thank me later ;D



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