
Little Lotte/The Mirror (Angel Music) (Film Version) Andrew Lloyd Webber
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[RAOUL, spoken]
Little Lotte let her mind wander. Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or shoes?
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Raoul
[RAOUL, spoken]
Or of riddles of frocks?
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Those picnics in the attic
[RAOUL, spoken]
Or of chocolates?
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Father playing the violin
[RAOUL, spoken]
As we read to each other, dark stories of the North
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
No—what I love best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed
(sung)
And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!
Little Lotte let her mind wander. Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or shoes?
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Raoul
[RAOUL, spoken]
Or of riddles of frocks?
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Those picnics in the attic
[RAOUL, spoken]
Or of chocolates?
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
Father playing the violin
[RAOUL, spoken]
As we read to each other, dark stories of the North
[CHRISTINE, spoken]
No—what I love best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed
(sung)
And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!
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