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In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came . That voice which calls to me and speaks my name . And do I dream again? For now I find . Phantom of the opera is there inside my mind. Sing once again with
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Tarja. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The Phantom of the opera is there. Inside my mind
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The Phantom of the Opera. Sang by Steve Harley and Sarah Brightman Sarah. Beneath the operahouse,. I know he's there,. He's with me on the stage,. He's everywhere. And when my song begins,. I
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I love Paris in the springtime. I love Paris in the fall. I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles,. I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles. . I love Paris every moment,. Every moment of
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, your lips. They pull me in the moment. You and I alone, and. People may be watching. I don't mind 'cause. Anywhere with you feels right. Anywhere with you feels like. Paris in the rain. Paris in the rain
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In sleep he sang to me . In dreams he came . That voice which calls to me . And speaks my name . And do I dream again? . For now I find . The Phantom of the Opera is there . Inside my mind . Sing
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Bài Hát Phantom Of The Opera - Ngọc Huệ. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again?. For now I find. The Phantom of the Opera
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The Phantom of the Opera. Sang by Steve Harley and Sarah Brightman Sarah. Beneath the operahouse,. I know he's there,. He's with me on the stage,. He's everywhere. And when my song begins,. I
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Christine. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again?. For now I find. The Phantom of the Opera is there. Inside my
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Bài hát The Phantom Of The Opera - Original London Cast. Famale. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The
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I love Paris in the spring time. I love Paris in the fall. I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles. I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles I love Paris every moment. Every moment of the
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tiny children in grown-up clothes whispered all the crimes of Paris You're not the girl next-door or a girl from France. Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants. All the words of love seem cruel
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But when I get to Paris. We'll paint all our portraits. In brush-strokes of yellow. And christen the canvas The left bank is crying. For color to crown it. Like the roof of a palace. We'll drink
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better. We were staying in Paris. Let's show them we are better. Let's show them we are. Show them we are. Let's show them we are. Show them we are. Let's show them we are better. Chorus Andrew Taggart
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better. We were staying in Paris. Let's show them we are better. Let's show them we are. Show them we are. Let's show them we are. Show them we are. Let's show them we are better. Chorus Andrew Taggart
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All of the boys and the girls here in Paris. Sing to the night without sight but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris? All of the
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All of the boys and the girls here in Paris. Sing to the night without sight but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris? All of the
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All of the boys and the girls here in Paris. Sing to the night without sight but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris? All of the
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All of the boys and the girls here in Paris. Sing to the night without sight but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris? All of the
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All of the boys and the girls here in Paris. Sing to the night without sight but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris? All of the
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springtime. I love Paris in the fall. I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles. Ooh, I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles. . I love Paris every moment. Every moment of the year. I love Paris
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. We were staying in Paris. To get away from your parents. You look so proud. Standing there with a frown and a cigarette. Posting pictures of yourself on the internet. Out on the terrace. We breathe in
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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. I love Paris in the fall. I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles. Ooh, I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles. I love Paris every moment. Every moment of the year. I love Paris. Why oh
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I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I never new my heart could sing. Never missed a warm embrace. . April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees
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I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I never new my heart could sing. Never missed a warm embrace. . April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the moon. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise. . I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face-to-face
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
