Bravi, bravi, bravissimi

Where in the world
Have you been hiding?
Really, you were
Perfect!

I only wish
I knew your secret!
Who is your great
Tutor?

Father once spoke
Of an angel
I used to dream he'd
Appear

Now as I sing,
I can sense him
And I know
He's here

Here in this room
He calls me softly
Somewhere inside
Hiding

Somehow I know
He's always with me
He, the unseen
Genius

Christine, you must have
Been dreaming
Stories like this can't
Come true

Christine, you're talking
In riddles
And it's not
Like you

Angel of Music!
Guide
And guardian!
Grant to me your
Glory!

Who is this angel?
This

Angel of Music!
Hide
No longer!
Secret and strange
Angel

He's with me,
Even now

Your hands are cold

All around me

(Meg)
Your face, Christine,
It's white

It frightens me

Don't be frightened