Oh speak again, bright angel. You are as glorious as an angel tonight. You shine above me, like a winged messenger from heaven who makes mortal men fall on their backs to look up at the sky, watching the angel walking on the clouds and sailing on the air.
Oh, Romeo, Romeo why do you have to be Romeo? Forget about your father and change your name.
Slajd: 2
Should I listen for more, or shouldI speak now?
It's only your name thats my enemy. You'd still be yourself even if you stopped being a Montague. What's a Montague anyway? It isn't a hand, a foot, a arm,a face, or any other part of a man. Oh, be some other name! What does that name even mean? The thing we call rose would smell just as sweet if we called it by any other name. Romeo would be just as perfect even if he wasn't called Romeo. Romeo, lose your name. Trade in your name- which has really nothing to do with you and take all of me in exchange
Slajd: 3
I trust your words. Just call me love, and I will take a new name. From now on I will never be Romeo again.
Who are you? Why hide in the darkness and listen my private thoughts?