From Eric - to Christine

Christine, I got it. You needed me never.
I wasn’t a man, just an angel, support.
Christine, without you I'm like in a fever.
I fell asleep, but the dream was too short.

Christine, I know that you could never love me.
I know, my angel, and vie c’est la vie.
Your figure continuously hovers above me, 
And only with you I can try just to be.

Erik is lost and confused. He’s afraid of.
Afraid of the people, of bright garish light.
He’ll never say why he can’t take the mask off.
Erik’s afraid, but he’s ready to fight.

Christine can see that her Erik still loves her,
Still waits for her and still hopelessely craves.
Christine must know - on his soul there's a dark blur,
But Christine must know - she could bring him to grave.

Christine, my weakness, my angel, my saviour.
Your soul is so pure, and you glance’s so sincere.
Christine, is th' reason you're gone my behaviour?
Oh, if you knew how I wish you were there...

Everything went to it, yes, I expected.
Sorry. As always, I had to be used.
Christine, I love you. I feel disconnected.
Au revoir,
        Still your angel of mus...

14.04.19.