Glory Crampton - Melodie de Paris

Christine
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La...

(Town's Person)
Bonjour Mademoiselle.

Christine
Bonjour.
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La...

Town's Person
Who is she?

Town's Person
I've never seen her before.

Town's Person
Have you?

Christine
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La...

Town's Person
What's she selling?

Christine
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
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Town's Man
(to chirsitne)
What do you have there for us, Mademoiselle?

Christine
(take out a sheet of paper)
A new song. For sale!
Just published! All about Paris.

Town's Person
Ahhhhhh! Paris!

Town's Person
I'd love to hear it.

Christine
Melody melody, melody melody,
Sung so melodiously.
Melody melody, my kind of melody,
Gentle and flowing a free.

Souring above every rooftop,
Whispering under each tree,
Melody melody, my melody de Paris.

One of the crowd
Let me see a copy of that.

Towns person
I'll have one, too

Christine
Paris is the rain,
Paris is the pain of a lover's goodbye,
It's the stare
When your eye meets a stranger,
Ever dangerous, Paris.

Town's People
Paris is a sun.

Christine
That's Right!
Paris, if there's one perfect place
I must be,
It can only be here in Paris!

Town's People Ensemble
Melody melody melody melody
Sung so melodiously

Various Towns People
Looks! It's The Count De Chandon!/
The Count De Chandon!/
Bonjour, Monsieur le Count!

Ensemble
Melody melody
My kind of melody
Gentle and flowing a free

Christine
Souring above every rooftop,
Whispering under each tree.

Ensemble
Melody melody,
My melody de Paris.

Philippe
Mademoiselle forgive this intrusion,
but what is your name?

Christine
Christine Daaé.

Philippe
Christine Daaé,
I am Philippe de Chandon,
A connoisseur of music and beauty.

A customer
(to Christine)
Mademoiselle?

Philippe
You waste your time selling songs.

Christine
(shocked)
...What?

Philippe
It's true. It's not fair.
All Paris should hear your voice.
(Softly, seductively)
That is how good you are.
(matter-of-fact)
Have you ever considered a career in the opera?

Christine
(stares at him, stunned)
In the Opera?!



Philippe
Yes, I can see you have.
You'll of course need lessons.
A fine, natural voice is not nearly enough,
as I'm sure you know.
Here is my card.
I am one of the Opera's principle patrons.
Present this to Gerard Carrier,
The company manager,
He will take care of you.
I'd take you their myself,
but alas business calls me away.

Both of the Count's women
Philippe!

Philippe
Yes, yes! I'm coming!
My business associates.


Town's People
The Count de Chandon!

Another town's People
The champagne king!


Me, at the Paris Opera!


Paris is a fool.
Paris is a boulangerie.
On the square
It's the air over fields called "Elysian"
ah, Parisian air.

Paris is l'amour.
Paris if donsoule,
For their's one place for me,
It is only in a sea of Parie.

Christine & Town's People
Melody melody, melody melody.
Sung so melodiously.
Melody melody,
My kind of melody,
Gentle and flowing a free.
Souring above every rooftop,
Whispering under each tree.
Melody melody, my melody de pa....
Melody melody,
My me-lodie de pa-rie....



De Paris...
De Paris...