The Phantom of the Opera

The English-language premiere of the musical took place on 9 October in 1986 at Her Majesty's Theatre in London.On Broadway in New York, the piece has been running since January 26, 1988 at the Majestic Theatre, and since January 9, 2006, with 7486 performances so far the longest on Broadway piece played.

The Broadway version was awarded 7 Tony Awards, the most important American award for theater performances.

The Phantom of the Opera is a musical in two acts first performed in 1986 by Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber and Richard Stilgoe.
The musical is based on the novel of the Frenchman Gaston Leroux of the 1911th
The lyrics in English wrote Charles Hart and Richard Stilgoe and, additionally, Mike Batt.
The lyrics were written in German by Michael Kunze.

The Music of the Night

Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation

Darkness stirs and wakes imagination

Silently the senses abandon their defenses

Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor

Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender

Turn your face away from the garish light of day

Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light

And listen to the music of the night

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams

Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before

Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar

And you'll live as you've never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you

Hear it, feel it secretly possess you

Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind

In this darkness that you know you cannot fight

The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start a journey to a strange new world

Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before

Let your soul take you where you long to be

Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication

Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation

Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in

To the power of the music of that I write

The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight

Help me make the music of the night

The Three Kings Legend

The Three Kings Legend



Once known as the hem of the desert itself

opened the hand of the Lord

as a fruit that summer

announces its core,

there was a miracle: Remote

recognized and greeted each other

three kings and a star.

Three kings of the road

and the star Everywhere

who moved all 

so right and left Rex Rex

a silent barn.

What brought not everything

to the stable of Bethlehem!

Well explained every step wrong,

and rode a black horse,

sat velvety and comfortable.

And went to his right,

who was a golden man,

and started on his left

with momentum and swing

and sound and Kling

of a round silver thing,

hanging weighing and rings,

all blue to smoke.

Since the star laughed Everywhere

so strange about it,

and ran before, and stood at the barn

and said to Mary:

I bring a wandering

from many strangers here.

Three Kings with stomach force,

of gold and topaz difficult

and dark, tumb and pagan way,

dismayed me too much.

You have all three zuhaus

twelve daughters, a son,

they ask from your

as their sun sky blue

and comfort to her throne.

But do not you have to believe the same: only

a glitter prince and heath Sheikh

is thy son's fate.

Bedenk, the way is great.

You walk long shepherd same,

now falls to her mature Empire

God knows whom in his lap.

And while here, such as West Wind warm,

the ox umschnaubt her ear,

they are perhaps all poor

and as no head.

Drum do with your smile light

the confusion, they are,

and you set your face

after emergence and your child;

there is blue lines,

what every you left:

Smaragda and Rubinien

and the Tale of turquoise.

Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926)