The Mirror
The Original London Cast Lyrics
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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
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!
These lyrics depict a conversation between the character Little Lotte and the Angel of Music. Little Lotte reflects on her varied interests, from dolls and shoes to goblins and riddles, pondering what she loves the most. She recalls happy memories of picnics in the attic and chocolates, but ultimately decides that she loves best when she's asleep and the Angel of Music sings songs in her head. This reveals the special connection she feels with the Angel of Music, suggesting a deep emotional resonance in her dreams.
The next part shifts to a more intense scene, where the Angel of Music addresses an 'insolent boy' and 'ignorant fool', likely referring to another character who is basking in his own glory and not understanding the true power of the Angel. The Angel demands the boy to listen and stay by their side, acknowledging their own moment of weakness and seeking forgiveness as the Angel enters as the Master.
The Angel then reveals themselves to be a presence within the mirror, highlighting their hidden nature and suggesting a deeper connection with the characters. The Angel of Music is portrayed as a guide and guardian, offering their glory and presence to the characters who seek them. There is a sense of mystery and power in the Angel's words as they invite the characters to embrace their presence and guidance.
The lyrics culminate in a powerful moment where the Angel of Music and Christine are united, with Christine recognizing the Angel's voice and presence. The repetition of "Come to me: Angel of Music" reinforces the yearning and connection between the characters, as they seek to unite and embrace the guidance and protection offered by the Angel. Overall, these lyrics explore themes of longing, guidance, and spiritual connection between the characters and the mysterious Angel of Music.
Line by Line Meaning
Little Lotte let her mind wander
Little Lotte allowed her thoughts to wander freely
Remember that too
Keep that memory in mind as well
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?
Little Lotte considered what she truly loves, whether it be dolls, goblins, shoes, riddles, frocks, picnics, or chocolates
Father playing the violin
My father playing beautiful music on the violin
As we read to each other dark stories of the North
While we shared and read eerie tales from the North to each other
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!
Lotte's true love is when she drifts off to sleep and the Angel of Music serenades her with beautiful melodies in her mind
Insolent boy! This slave of fashion Basking in your glory! Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor Sharing in my triumph!
You impudent boy, so caught up in superficiality and fame! Foolish and unaware, daring to partake in my victories!
Angel, I hear you! Speak, I listen Stay by my side, guide me! Angel, my soul was weak Forgive me Enter at last, Master!
Angel, I can hear your voice! Share your wisdom with me and remain by my side as my guide. My soul was in turmoil, please forgive me. Enter now, my Master!
Flattering child, you shall know me See why in shadow I hide Look at your face in the mirror I am there inside!
Flattering child, soon you will truly understand who I am. Look in the mirror and realize that I am concealed within you
Angel of Music Guide and guardian Grant to me your glory
Angel of Music, be my guiding light and protector, bestow your splendor upon me
Angel of Music Hide no longer Come to me, strange angel
Angel of Music, reveal yourself without concealment, come to me, mysterious angel
I am your angel Come to me: Angel of Music
I am the one you seek, come to me: Angel of Music
Whose is that voice? Who is that in there?
Whose voice is that? Who is speaking?
I am your Angel of Music Come to me: Angel of Music
I am your Angel of Music, come to me: Angel of Music
Christine, angel!
Christine, my angel!
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Andrew Lloyd-Webber, Charles Hart, Richard Stilgoe
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