Musical Fant

Generally it was a fantastic performance, with usual inherent Metropolitan Opera sweep and rare impeccable taste. From the overture, that sounded marvelous accompanied by an sensual pas de deux in a illuminated area of the scene. Rich choreography went out so organically in the magic light, familiar of dancing Moulin Rouge.

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The decorations tobacco factory resembled a crumbling Coliseum. Those who were in Seville, this factory would not know, because the truth of life gave way to the truth of art and has been done very well. Slight rotation of the massive stage makes us to found themselves either for or in front of the gate. Female employees also came out from under the ground, as miners, wiping his wet towels. It lookes organic and simple. All artists are smoking cigarettes on the stage, especially Lieutenant Zuniga (Keith Miller), clean-shaven and looking like a Yul Brynner.

Latvian diva El?na Garan?a is one of the best Carmen of all I have ever seen, and perhaps even hear! She has powerful and unusually beautiful voice, velvety and blurred, but without a hint of sweetness. El?na is not just beauty, she is an amazing actress.

As for the Don José, tenor Frenchman Roberto Alagna, has also nice and very suitable to its role of Carmen lover appearance. Looking at him, it was clear that Escamillo has to come soon. Polish baritone Mariusz Kwiecien who had to sing Don José part, suddenly fell ill and it got replaced by New Zealander Teddy Tahu Rhodes. Teddy – quite elegant bullfighter, but when Carmen chose men singing talent, then she should probably preferes Jose. But Elina Garanca – free as the wind – had their own criteria and we will not condemn it, especially since Teddy sang quite well. Especially when you consider that in today’s presentation, he came unexpectedly, resulting in a morning phone call. Elina herself married to a conductor of Gibraltar, the rock-thorn in the heart of Spain. Not only he but the whole of Gibraltar can be proud of such a wife. Fairy-tale success!

Since Musical Notre Dame de Paris is a French-Canadian debuted on 16 September 1998 in Paris it has played in many counties around the world. It is based upon the novel Notre Dame de Paris by the French novelist Victor Hugo. The music was composed by Riccardo Cocciante (also known as Richard Cocciante) and the lyrics are by Luc Plamondon.

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( Quasimodo )

Belle
C’est un mot qu’on dirait invent? pour elle
Quand elle danse et qu’elle met son corps ? jour, tel
Un oiseau qui ?tend ses ailes pour s’envoler
Alors je sens l’enfer s’ouvrir sous mes pieds
J’ai pos? mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane
A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame
Quel
Est celui qui lui jettera la premi?re pierre
Celui-l? ne m?rite pas d’?tre sur terre
O Lucifer !
Oh ! Laisse-moi rien qu’une fois
Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d’Esm?ralda

( Frollo )

Belle
Est-ce le diable qui s’est incarn? en elle
Pour d?tourner mes yeux du Dieu ?ternel
Qui a mis dans mon ?tre ce d?sir charnel
Pour m’emp?cher de regarder vers le Ciel
Elle porte en elle le p?ch? originel
La d?sirer fait-il de moi un criminel
Celle
Qu’on prenait pour une fille de joie une fille de rien
Semble soudain porter la croix du genre humain
O Notre-Dame !
Oh ! laisse-moi rien qu’une fois
Pousser la porte du jardin d’Esm?ralda

( Phoebus )

Belle
Malgr? ses grands yeux noirs qui vous ensorcellent
La demoiselle serait-elle encore pucelle ?
Quand ses mouvements me font voir monts et merveilles
Sous son jupon aux couleurs de l’arc-en-ciel
Ma dulcin?e laissez-moi vous ?tre infid?le
Avant de vous avoir men? jusqu’? l’autel
Quel
Est l’homme qui d?tournerait son regard d’elle
Sous peine d’?tre chang? en statue de sel
O Fleur-de-Lys,
Je ne suis pas homme de foi
J’irai cueillir la fleur d’amour d’Esm?ralda

( Quasimodo, Frollo et Phoebus )

J’ai pos? mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane
A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame
Quel
Est celui qui lui jettera la premi?re pierre
Celui-l? ne m?rite pas d’?tre sur terre
O Lucifer !
Oh ! laisse-moi rien qu’une fois
Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d’Esm?ralda
Esm?ralda

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Belle, is the only word I know that suits her well
When she dances oh, the stories she can tell
A free bird trying out her wings to fly away
And when I see her move I see the hell to pay

She dances naked in my soul and sleep won’t come
And it’s no use to pray this prayers to Notre Dame
Tell, who’d be the first to raise his hand and throw a stone
I’d hang him high and laugh to see him die alone
Oh Lucifer, please let me go beyond god’s law
And run my fingers through her hair Esmeralda

Belle, there is a demon inside her who came from hell
And he turned my eyes from god, and oh, I fell
He put this heat inside me I’m ashamed to tell
Without my god inside I’m just a burning shell

The sin of Eve she has in her I know so well
For want of her I know I’d give my soul to sell
Belle, this gypsy girl is there a soul beneath her skin
And dies she bear the cross of all our human sin
Oh Notre-Dame please let me go beyond god’s law
Open the door of love inside Esmeralda

Belle, even though her eyes seem to lead us to hell
She may be more pure more pure than the words can tell
But when she dances feelings come no man can quell
Beneath her rainbow coloured dress there burns the well

My promised one please let me one time be untrue
Before in front of god and man I marry you
Who’d be the man who’d turn from her to save his soul
To be with her I’d let the devil take me whole
Oh, Fleur-De-Lys I am a man who knows no love
I go to open up the rose Esmeralda

She dances naked in my soul and sleep won’t come
And it’s no use to pray this prayers to Notre Dame
Tell, who’d be the first to raise his hand and

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