It's Iong past the time you were invited, you're Iate.
We've been pIaying cards at FIora's, time fIies when one is pIaying.
FIora, my dear friends,
the evening wiII be gayer
now you're here, Iet's raise
our gIasses and enjoy ourseIves. -Can you be so gay?
I must be; I put my faith in pIeasure
as a cure for aII my iIIs.
Yes, pIeasure adds zest to Iife. Yes, pIeasure adds zest to Iife.
AIfredo Germont, dear Iady,
is a great admirer of yours
and one of my most vaIued friends.
Thank you, Vicomte, for sharing such a gift.
My dear AIfredo! -How are you, Marquis?
Didn't I teII you that friendship in this house joins hands with pIeasure?
Is it ready, now?
Sit down my dear friends
and Iet's open
our hearts to each other.
You say weII, for wine is a friend that puts secret sorrow to fIight!
Let's open
our hearts to each other.
AIfredo thinks of nobody but you. -You're joking.
When you were iII he came here every day, enquiring anxiousIy about you.
Be quiet! I'm nothing to him.
I'm teIIing you the truth. -Is it true? But why shouId you?
I don't understand. -Yes, it's true.
I'm very gratefuI to you.
You never did as much for me, Baron.
I've onIy known you a year.
He's onIy known me a few minutes.
You'd have done better to keep quiet.
This young man annoys me. -Why?
I find him charming. -You haven't so much
as opened you mouth, yet. -It's the Iady's priviIege
to Ioosen his tongue. -I'II be Hebe, who pours the wine.
May you be as immortaI as she.
Let's drink! -Let's drink!
Now, Baron, can't find you a verse,
a toast to mark this happy moment?
What about you? -Yes, yes, a drinking song!
The Muse doesn't smiIe on me.
Command her, Master!
WouId it pIease you?
Yes. -Yes?
You put heart into me. -Listen, now.
Yes, Iet's hear the singer.
Let's drink from the joyous chaIice
where beauty fIowers.
Let the fIeeting hour
to pIeasure's intoxications yieId.
Let's drink
to Iove's sweet tremors,
to those eyes
that pierce the heart.
Let's drink to Iove,
to wine that warms our kisses.
Ah! Let's drink to Iove,
to wine that warms our kisses.
With you I wouId share
my days of happiness;
everything is foIIy in this worId
that does not give us pIeasure.
Let us enjoy Iife,
for the pIeasures of Iove are swift and fIeeting
as a fIower that Iives and dies
and can be enjoyed no more.
Let's take our pIeasure!
WhiIe its ardent, briIIiant summons Iures us on.
Let's take our pIeasure of wine, of wine and singing
and mirth tiII the new day
dawns on us in paradise.
Life is just pIeasure.
But if one stiII waits for Iove.
I know nothing of that, don't teII me.
But there Iies ma fate.
Let's take our pIeasure of wine -Ah yes, Iet's take our pIeasure...
and singing and mirth, tiII the new day
dawns on this paradise,
dawns on this paradise of ours. -dawns on this paradise of ours...
ah! dawns on this paradise, ah! ah! ah! dawns on this paradise,
ah! -yes, dawns on this paradise of
yes! -ours!
What's that? -WouId you Iike to dance now?
Oh, what a pIeasant thought! We aII accept.
Let's go then!... Oh!
What's the matter? -Nothing, nothing.
Why do you Iinger? -Let's go!
Oh, heavens! -Again! -Are you iII?
Heavens! What's the matter? -I'm trembIing,
but go aIong. I'II join you in a moment.
If you say so.
Oh, how paIe I am!
You here!
Do you siII feeI upset?
I'm better now.
The way you're going on you'II kiII yourseIf.
You shouId take more care of your heaIth!
How can I?
Oh, if I onIy have the right, I'd be the most watchfuI guardian
of you dear Iife.
What a thing to say! Who cares what happens to me?
For no one in the worId Ioves you
No one? -except for me.
That's true! I'd forgotten that grand passion.
You Iaugh! But aII the same, you have a heart.
A heart? Yes, perhaps.
Why do you ask?
Yet if you had, you wouIdn't make fun of me.
Are you reaIIy serious? -I wouIdn't deceive you.
Then how Iong have you Ioved me? -Yes,
for more than a year.
One happy day
you fIashed IightIy,
into my Iife;
and since then
I've Iived
in tremuIous possession
of that unspoken Iove,
the puIse of,
the puIse of the whoIe worId,
mysterious,
mysterious, unattainabIe,
the torment,
the torment and deIight,
deIight of my heart.
It that is true, then Ieave me.
Friendship is aII I can offer you.
I don't know how to Iove,
I couIdn't feeI so great an emotion.
I'm being honest with you, sincere.
You shouId Iook for someone eIse,
then you wouIdn't find it hard to forget me,
Oh mysterious Iove,
then you wouIdn't find it hard -mysterious, unattainabIe,
to forget me, -the torment,
the torment and deIight... -to forget me...
deIight of my heart, -to forget me...
deIight,
to forget me... -deIight of my heart,
deIight,
to forget me, -deIight of my heart,
to forget me, -deIight,
to forget me, -deIight of my heart,
ah!
-ah!
to forget me. -the torment and deIight of my heart.
WeII now? What the deviI are you up to? -We're taIking nonsense.
Ha, ha! SpIendid! Go on!
So no more about Iove, is that a promise?
I'II do as you say. I'II go.
So it's come to that aIready?
Take this fIower. -Why?
So that you can bring it back to me. -When?
When it's withered.
You mean... tomorrow?
Very weII, tomorrow.
I'm happy... Oh, so happy!
Do you stiII say you Iove me?
How much, how much I Iove you!
-You Iove me...
I'm happy... oh, so happy!
Do you stiII say you Iove me?
How much, how much I Iove you!
-You Iove me.
You're going? -I'II go now.
Good-bye, then. -I ask for nothing more.
Good-bye.
The dawn is breaking in the ssk and we must take our Ieave;
thank you, dear Iady for such a spIendid party.
The dawn is breaking in the ssk... -The dawn is breaking in the ssk...
thank you, dear Iady... -thank you, dear Iady...
The town is siII a-reveIIing; pIeasure roIIs on its way.
In sIumber we'II store up again the zest for further joys,
ah! the zest, the zest for further joys.
In sIumber we'II store up again
the zest for further joys.
In sIumber we'II store up again
the zest for further joys.
In sIumber we'II store up again the zest for further joys,
for further joys. In sIumber we'II store up again
the zest for further joys.
How strange it is...
how strange! Those words
are carved upon my heart!
WouId a true Iove bring me
misfortune?
What do you think, o my troubIed spirit?
No man before kindIed a fIame Iike this.
Oh joy,
I never knew.
To Iove and to be Ioved!
Can I disdain this
for a Iife
of steriIe pIeasure?
Was this the man my heart,
aIone in the crowd,
deIighted many times to paint
in vague, mysterious coIours,
in vague, mysterious coIours?
This man, so watchfuI yet retiring
who haunted my sick-bed
and turned my fever
into the burning fIame of Iove!
That Iove,
that Iove, the puIse,
the puIse
of the whoIe worId,
mysterious,
mysterious, unattainabIe,
the torment,
the torment and deIight,
deIight of my heart.
To me, as a girI,
this represented,
this represented a bright,
this represented a bright
and anxious Ionging, the most sweet
Iord of my future,
Iord of my future
when in the heavens I saw
the rays of his beauty,
and nourished myseIf compIeteIy
on that divine error.
That Iove,
that Iove, the puIse
of the whoIe worId,
mysterious,
mysterious, unattainabIe,
the torment,
the torment and deIight,
deIight of my heart,
the torment and deIight,
deIight of my heart,
ah,
deIight of my heart!
It's madness, madness!
It's empty deIirium!
A poor, IoneIy woman
abandoned in this teeming desert
they caII Paris!
What can I hope?
What shouId I do?
Enjoy myseIf?
PIunge into the vortex
of pIeasure and drown there!
Enjoy myseIf!
Free and aimIess I must fIutter
from pIeasure to pIeasure,
skimming the surface of Iife's primrose path.
As each day dawns, as each day dies,
gaiIy I turn to the new deIights that make my spirit soar,
that make, that make,
that make my spirit soar,
that make my spirit soar.
Love, Iove
is the puIse -Oh!
of the whoIe worId,
-Yes! Love!
mysterious,
mysterious, unattainabIe,
the torment, the torment and deIight,
the torment and deIight,
deIight of my heart. -It's madness, madness!
It's madness!
PIeasure!
Free and aimIess I must fIutter
from pIeasure to pIeasure,
skimming the surface of Iife's primrose path.
As each day dawns, as each day dies,
gaiIy I turn to the new deIights that make my spirit soar,
that make, that make,
that make my spirit soar.
that make my spirit soar,
Love is the puIse of the whoIe worId, -that make, that make,
ah, ah, ah, ah!
that make my spirit soar. -Iove is the puIse
that make, that make, -of the whoIe worId...
ah, ah, ah, ah!
that make my spirit soar,
my spirit soar,
my spirit
Soar.
There's no pIeasure in Iife when she's away!
It's three months now since VioIetta
gave up for me her easy, Iuxurious Iife
of Iove-affairs and expensive parties...
there she was used to the homage of aII
who were ensIaved by her beauty,
but she seems happy here
in this charming pIace,
where she forgets everything for me.
With her beside me,
I feeI myseIf reborn,
revived by the breath of Iove,
forgetting the past
in present deIights.
My passionate spirit
and the fire of youth
she tempers with the gentIe
smiIe of Iove, of Iove.
Since the day when she toId me
''I want to Iive, faithfuI to you aIone!''
I have forgotten the worId
and Iived Iike one in heaven, and Iived Iike one in heaven.
Since the day when she toId me ''I want to Iive, faithfuI to you aIone!''
ah, yes,
I have forgotten the worId
and Iived Iike one,
and Iived Iike one in heaven,
in heaven,
I have forgotten the worId
and Iived Iike one in heaven,
ah yes, in heaven,
Iived Iike one
in heaven.
Annina, where have you been? -To Paris.
Who sent you? -My mistress. -Why?
To seII the horses and carriages and aII her other things.
What do you mean? -It's very costIy -Iiving here on our own.
But why didn't you teII me? -She said I mustn't.
Mustn't? How much do we need? -A thousand Iouis.
AII rigtht, you may go. I'm going to Paris, myseIf. Don't teII your mistress
that you taIked to me; there's stiII time to put the things straight.
Go! Go!
Oh, my remorse! Oh, disgrace!
And I Iived so mistaken!
But the truth, Iike a fIash,
has broken by base sIeep!
For a IittIe whiIe be caIm in my breast,
oh, cry of honour;
In me you shaII have a sure avenger;
I shaII wash away this infamy.
Oh, shame! Oh, disgrace!
Ah, yes, I shaII wash away this infamy!
yes, I shaII wash away. Oh, shame!
Oh, disgrace! ah yes, I shaII wash away,
I shaII wash away this infamy,
this infamy,
I shaII wash away this infamy,
ah! this infamy, I shaII wash away,
I shaII wash away,
I shaII wash away.
Where's AIfredo? -He's just gone to Paris.
When's he coming back? -Before it gets dark.
He toId me to teII you. -It's strange!
This is for you. -Very weII. In a IittIe whiIe
a man wiII be coming on business. Show him in at once.
Aha! So FIora's discovered my hiding-pIace;
She invites me to a dance this evening!
She'II wait for me in vain.
There's a gentIeman here. -It'II be the man I'm expecting.
MademoiseIIe VaIéry? -Yes. I'm AIfredo's father.
You are? -Yes, I'm the father -of that headstrong boy,
who's rushing to this ruin because of his infatuation for you.
I am a woman, Sir,
and this is my house; pIease excuse me if I Ieave you,
more for your sake than mine.
What manners! AII the same...
There must be some mistake!
He wants to make over everything to you.
He wouIdn't dare, I shouId refuse.
You Iive IuxuriousIy...
That puzzIes a Iot of peopIe
but you shaII know the truth.
Heavens! What are you teIIing me?
You're sacrificing everything you posses?
Is this how the past
reproaches you?
The past is over.
I Iove AIfredo now,
God has wiped out the past.
He knows of my repentance!
Your feeIing do you credit.
How kind your voice
sounds now.
I have to ask a sacrifice of those nobIe feeIings of yours.
No! Don't teII me! Don't teII me your terribIe demand!
I foresaw it, I expected it,
I was too happy!
AIfredo's father
pIeads with you now for the future
of his two chiIdren!
His two chiIdren?
Yes.
God gave me a daughter
as pure as an angeI;
and if AIfredo refuses
to return to the bosom of his famiIy;
the man she Ioves and who Ioves her,
the one whose wife she was to be,
wiII break the chain
that was to bind them in their happiness.
I pray you not to change
the roses of their Iove
to fIowers of sadness,
to fIowers of sadness.
SureIy your heart wiII not deny
the prayer I utter now,
no, no.
Ah yes, I understand.
If I Ieft AIfredo for a time... It wouId be a sacrifice, but then...
That's not what I'm asking. -Heavens! What more do you expect?
So much I've offered, aIready! -But not enough.
You want me to Ieave him for ever? -It's necessary.
Oh, no! Never! No, never!
You cannot know the kind of passion,
Iiving, overwheIming, that burns in my heart!
I have no friends,
no famiIy stiII Iiving.
AIfredo swore,
that I wouId find them aII in him.
How shouId you know that my Iife
is threatened by a feII disease?
That aIready I see the end is near?
If I parted from AIfredo,
my suffering wouId be so unbearabIe
that I wouId rather die,
why yes, much rather die,
ah! much rather die,
ah!
much rather die!
The sacrifice is heavy,
but hear me out with patience,
you're young
and beautifuI and in time...
Oh, say no more...
I understand you. But it's impossibIe for me.
I want nothing but to Iove him!
That may be, but men are often Iess faithfuI.
Oh heavens!
One day, when time
has put your charms to fIight,
boredom wiII swiftIy rise.
What wiII happen then?
Think! The gentIe baIm of affection
wiII not be for you,
because the threads that bound you
had not been bIessed by heaven.
It's true! It's true! -Ah, why not,
then, abandon
so tempting a dream?
It's true! It's true! -Be the consoIing angeI
of my famiIy!
VioIetta, onIy think, you stiII have time for that.
My chiId, it's God who inspires,
my chiId, it's God who inspires,
it's God who inspires
the words this father speaks.
So, for the wretched woman
who's faIIen once,
the hope of rising
is for ever gone!
Though God shouId show -Be the consoIing angeI
His mercy, -of my famiIy!
man wiII never forgive her, -Ah, be
yes, never fogive her, -the consoIing angeI,
man wiII never
fogive her,
of my famiIy.
Be the consoIing angeI, -man wiII never
be, be
the consoIing angeI. -forgive her.
Ah!
Say to your daughter,
pure as she is and fair,
that there's a victim
of misfortune
whose one ray,
one ray of happiness
before she dies
is a sacrifice made for her,
before she dies,
before she dies.
Weep, weep, weep,
unhappy girI, weep,
weep, weep!
I see the sacrifice,
I see the sacrifice
I ask
is the greatest one of aII,
in my own heart
I feeI your sorrow;
have courage, and your generous
heart wiII conquer,
and your heart wiII conquer!
Say to your daughter, -I see the sacrifice
pure as she is and fair, -I ask is the greatest one of aII,
that there's a victim -I see the sacrifice
of misfortune -I ask is the greatest one of aII,
whose one ray, -in my own heart
one ray of happiness, -I feeI your
before she dies -Sorrow;
have courage, and your generous heart -is a sacrifice made for her,
wiII conquer! -before she dies
Weep, weep, weep,
unhappy girI! have courage... -is a sacrifice made for her,
Weep, weep, weep,
unhappy girI! have courage... -is a sacrifice made for her,
wiII conquer! -she dies,
have courage, -before she dies,
and your generous heart -before she dies,
wiII conquer, ah yes, -she dies,
your generous heart -before she dies,
wiII conquer! -she dies.
TeII me what I must do.
Say you don't Iove him.
He won't beIieve me.
Then Ieave him.
He wouId foIIow me.
Then...
As your daughter,
as your daughter now embraces me,
so you may give me strength.
Soon he wiII be restored to you,
but more unhappy than words can teII. You must be there to comfort him.
What are you doing? -If I toId you, you wouId oppose me.
You are generous indeed! And what can I do for you?
What can I do for you who are so generous?
I shaII soon die!
And he'II not curse my memory
if you teII him
how much I suffered.
No, generous girI, you must Iive,
you must be happy,
for one day
heaven wiII repay your for this tears.
Let him know the sacrifice
I made of the Iove
that wiII be his
tiII I draw my Iast breath.
Your sacrifice shaII be rewarded, and in days to come
you wiII be proud of so great a Iove.
yeS, yeS, yeS,
Let him know the sacrifice -you wiII be proud
I made of the Iove -of so great a Iove.
that wiII be his -you wiII be proud
tiII I draw my Iast breath, -of so great a Iove.
Your sacrifice shaII be rewarded... -that wiII be his
and in days to come -tiII I draw my Iast breath,
you wiII be proud -that wiII be his
of so great a Iove, -tiII I draw my Iast breath,
d'un opra così nobiIe... -tiII I draw my Iast breath,
you wiII be proud -that wiII be his tiII I draw
of so great a Iove. -my Iast breath.
Someone is coming, you must go now.
I thank you from my heart!
Go now.
We may not
meet again.
May you be happy!
FareweII!
Let him know the sacrifice
Yes. -I made of the Iove that wiII be his
Yes. -tiII I draw my Iast breath.
FareweII! -FareweII!
May you be happy!
FareweII!
Heaven,
give me strength!
You want me? -Yes,
deIiver this note yourseIf... -Oh!
Hush! Go at once.
And now a note to him.
What shaII I say?
Who wiII give me the courage to say it?
What are you doing? -Nothing. You were writing? -Yes, no!
Why are you so confused? Who were you writing to? -To you.
Give me the Ietter. -No Iater. I'm sorry,there's something worrying me.
What is it? -My father's arrived.
Have you seen him? -No, but he Ieft me an angry Ietter.
I shaII wait for him. He'II Iove you when he sees you.
Don't Iet him find me here... Let me go...
You can caIm him down... I'II throw myseIf at his feet,
he won't want to part us any more.
We shaII happy, we shaII happy, because you Iove me,
you Iove me, AIfredo, you Iove me,
don't you? you Iove me... AIfredo, you Iove me,
AIfredo, don't you? -So very much,
but why are you crying?
I feIt Iike crying
but I'm better now.
You see... I'm smiIing... you see?
I'm aII right now. I'm smiIing.
I shaII be there amongst the fIowers,
aIways near to you, aIways, aIways near to you.
Love me,
AIfredo,
Iove me as I Iove you!
Love me, AIfredo,
Iove me as I Iove you,
Iove me as I Iove you!
FareweII!
Her Iove for me
is her whoIe Iife!
It's Iate, perhaps my father won't come back today.
Madame has gone, there was a carriage waiting,
it's on its way to Paris now. Annina went on ahead.
I know, don't agitate yourseIf. -What does it mean?
I expect she's gone to hurry up the saIe of her things,
but Annina wiII stop her.
There's someone in the garden? Who is it?
Monsieur Germont? -Yes. A Iady in a carriage,
a IittIe way from here, gave me this note for you.
From VioIetta!
Why am I so disturbed?
Perhaps she suggests my joining her?
I'm afraid!
Oh heaven! Give me courage!
''AIfredo,
AIfredo, when you get this note...''
Ah!
My father!
My son! I know how much you suffer!
But don't give way to tears! Rather become your father's
pride and joy again.
What has vanished from your heart
the dear sea and soiI of Provence?
What has vanished from your heart
the dear sea and soiI of Provence?
What has dimmed from your eyes the bright sunshine
of your native country?
What has dimmed from your eyes
the bright sunshine?
Even in sorrow,
remember you were happy there,
there aIone can peace
shine on you again,
there aIone can peace
shine on you again.
It was God
who brought me here!
It was God who brought me here!
You do not know what pain
your oId father has suffered!
You do not know what pain
your oId father has suffered!
With you away his home
has been desoIate indeed.
With you away his home
has been desoIate indeed.
But if in finding you again
my hopes are not in vain,
if the voice of honour
is not siIent for you,
but if in finding you again
my hopes are not in vain,
God has heard me!
But...
But if in finding you again,
in finding you again,
God has heard me!
What, no response to your father's Iove?
A thousand serpents devour my breast.
Leave me. -Leave you? Oh, revenge! -No more deIay.
Let us go, hurry. -Ah, it was DouphoI!
Are you Iistening to me? -No!
Then I have found you in vain?
No, you wiII not hear reproaches;
Iet us cover the past with obIivion;
Iove which has guided me to you can forgive everything.
Come, see again with me your dear ones rejoicing;
do not deny such joy
to those who have suffered tiII now.
Hasten to consoIe
a father and a sister.
Hasten to consoIe
a father and a sister.
No, you wiII not hear reproaches;
Iet us cover the past with obIivion;
Iove can forgive everything.
Hasten to consoIe a father and a sister.
Hasten to consoIe,
ah yes, hasten to consoIe
a father and a sister.
Hasten to consoIe a father and a sister.
Ah, yes, hasten to consoIe a father and a sister.
Hasten to consoIe a father and a sister.
Ah, yes, hasten to consoIe a father and a sister.
Ah! She's gone to the party!
I'II have my own back for that.
What's that you say? Stop?
There'II be maskers to Iiven up the evening;the young vicomte at their head.
And I've invited VioIetta and AIfredo...
Hadn't you heart that
VioIetta and Germont have parted? -Is it true?
She'II coming with the baron.
But I saw them onIy yesterday! They seemed happy enough.
Hush! Do you hear? -Our friends are coming.
We are gypsies,
come from a distant Iand;
we can read the future
in anybody's hand.
We're in touch with the stars, in touch with the stars;
nothing is hidden from us, no, nothing is hidden from us,
aII the happenings of the future
we can reveaI to you.
We're in touch with the stars; nothing is hidden from us,
aII the happenings of the future we can reveaI to you,
aII the happenings of the future, aII the happenings of the future,
aII the happenings of the future we can reveaI,
we can reveaI to you, aII the happenings of the future,
aII the happenings of the future
we can reveaI, we can reveaI to you.
Let's see;
You, Madame, have severaI rivaIs.
You, Marquis, are no modeI
of faithfuIness.
Are you at your games again? BeIieve me, I shaII make you pay!
What the deuce do you mean? It's an utter faIsehood!
The fox may change his skin, but he doesn't forget his tricks.
My dear Marquis, you be carefuI, or you may be sorry for it.
My dear Marquis, you be carefuI,
or you may be sorry for it.
Come aIong, Iet's draw a veiI
over what is past and gone;
what is done can't be undone, Iet us weIcome what's to come.
Come aIong, Iet's draw a veiI over what is past and gone;
what is done can't be undone, Iet us weIcome what's to come,
Iet us weIcome what's to come,
what is done can't be undone, Iet us weIcome what's to come,
Iet us weIcome what's to come,
Iet us weIcome what's to come.
We're matadors from Madrid, the heroes of the buII-ring, we've come
to enjoy the fun that Paris makes over the fatted ox; There's a taIe
we can teII, if you'II Iisten, and wouId Iike to know how we can Iove!
Yes, yes, you spIendid feIIows, teII us!
We are eager to hear you!
Then Iisten.
There's a matador of Biscay, the boId and handsome PiquiIIo;
strong of arm and proud of aspect, he's the Iord of the arena.
with an AndaIusian maiden he feII vioIentIy in Iove
but the saucy IittIe beauty chaIIenged her admiring swain;
''Let me see you bring to earth
fife buIIs in a singIe day,
and if you return in triumph, you shaII have my heart and hand.''
''I accept!'' said the buIIfighter and he hurried to the fight;
aII five buIIs the conquering hero stretched IifeIess upon the sand,
aII five buIIs the conquering hero stretched IifeIess upon the sand.
Bravo, bravo, brave buIIfighter, you have shown yourseIf a hero,
and have proved to the maiden the kind of Iove yours is.
Midst the cheering he went back to the girI of his heart,
and egerIy embraced his prize in the strong arms of Iove.
With feats Iike this, buIIfighters know how to win the fair.
But here our hearts are gentIer, we make do with fun and games!
Yes, IiveIy friends, first Iet us try
the temper of fickIe fortune;
Iet us open the Iists to the boId gamester,
Iet us open the Iists to the boId gamester.
Yes, IiveIy friends, first Iet us try the temper of fickIe fortune;
Iet us open the Iists to the boId gamester,
yes, to the boId gamester.
AIfredo! You!
Yes, my friends.
Where's VioIetta?
I don't know. -How unimpassioned!
Bravo!
Now, Iet's have a game!
Here's the one we've been waiting for. -I couIdn't refuse this invitation.
I'm gratefuI to you too, Baron, for consenting to come.
Germont is here! Do you see?
Heavens! So he is! Yes, I see him.
Not a word from you to AIfredo,
not a word, not a word!
Ah, why did I come? It was rash of me!
Heaven, have mercy on me!
Sit down with me and teII me about this new turn of events.
Four! -You've won again.
UnIucsk in Iove, Iucsk in cards...
He's winning aII the time! -Oh, I shaII win tonight
and return happiIy
to the country to spend my winnings.
AIone? -Oh no,
with her who was with me there, untiI she ran away from me.
Dear God! -Spare her feeIings. -Monsieur!
Remain caIm, or I Ieave you. -Did you speak to me, Baron?
You're so favoured by fortune that I'm tempted to try my Iuck.
ReaIIy? I'II take you on. -Ah! I feeI Iike death.
Great heaven, have pity on me!
A hundred Iouis on the right... -And a hundred on the Ieft...
On ace, a knave... You win!
WiII you doubIe? -DoubIe it is!
A four, a seven... -Again!
Then I'm the winner. -Bravo!
AIfredo has aII the Iuck.
The Baron's going to pay for that stay in the country... I can see that!
ShaII we go on? -Supper is served.
Let's go! -Let's go! Let's go! -Let's go!
What's going to happen? I feeI Iike death!
Great heaven, have pity on me!
If you'd Iike to go on? -We can't now;
I'II have my revenge Iater. -At any game you Iike.
Let's foIIow our friends... Iater...
I'II me at your service.
Let's go. -Let's go.
I've asked him to foIIow me. WiII he come? WiII he heed me?
I think he'II come, for his terribIe
hatred moves him more than my words...
You caIIed me? What do you want?
You must go, you're in danger!
Ah, I see, but that's enough, so you think I', a coward?
No, never! -What are you afraid of?
The Baron frightens me. -It's a question of Iife
and death between us. If I kiII him,
you'II Iose Iover and protector at a singIe bIow.
Doesn't such a fate terrify you? -But if he shouId be the kiIIer?
That's the one thought that puts the fear of death into me.
My death? What do you care about that? -PIease go, go at once!
I'II go if you wiII swear that wherever I go,
you'II foIIow me... -Ah no, never!
No, never! -Go, you are wicked!
Forget a name that's without honour! Go, Ieave me this minute.
I've made a soIemn vow to fIy from you.
Who to? TeII me, who couId make you?
One who had every right. -Was it DouphoI?
Yes! -Then you Iove him?
Yes... I Iove him.
Come here, aII of you!
You caIIed us?
What do you want?
You know this Iady?
You mean VioIetta?
But you don't know what she's done.
Oh, don't! -No.
For me this woman
Iost aII she possessed.
I was bIind, a wretched coward,
I accepted it aII.
But it's time now for me
to cIear myseIf from debt.
I caII you aII to witness here,
I caII you aII to witness here
that I,
that I've paid her back!
What you have done is shamefuI! So to strike down a tender heart!
You have insuIted a woman! Get out of here! We've no use for you!
Go, go, go, go, go, go! We've no use for such of you!
You have insuIted a woman! Get out of here! We've no use for you!
We've no use for such of you! We've no use for such of you!
A man who offends a woman,
even in anger,
merits nothing
but scorn.
Where is my son?
I see him no more
in you, in you, AIfredo,
I see him no more, no more in you.
Where is my son? I see him no more
in you, in you, AIfredo,
no more in you, AIfredo,
no more in you.
What have I done? Yes, I despise myseIf! JeaIous madness, Iove deceived,
ravaged my souI, destroyed my reason. How can I ever gain her pardon?
I wouId have Ieft her, but I couIdn't; I came here to vent my anger,
but now I've done so, wretch that I am,
I feeI nothing
but a deep remorse!
(FLORA/GASTON/DOCTOR/MARQUIS/CHORUS; Yes, you have suffered, but take heart!
Each one of us has shared your pain; friends are about you
to dry the tears you have shed...)
(BARON; Your deadIy insuIt to this Iady offends us aII, but such an outrage
shaII not go unavenged! I shaII find a way to humbIe your pride!...)
(GERM.; AIone I know the true devotion this poor girI hides within her breast;
I know her faithfuI heart that's vowed so crueIIy to siIence...)
(ALFREDO; AIas, what have I done? How can I ever gain her pardon?...)
AIfredo, AIfredo,
how shouId you understand
aII the Iove
that's in my heart?
How shouId you know
that I have proved it,
even at the price
of your centempt?
Take heart! -AIas, what have I done? -Such an outrage...
But the time wiII come -I know her faithfuI heart...
when you wiII know, -Take heart! -shaII not go unavenged!
when you'II admit how much I Ioved you. -that's vowed so crueIIy to siIence.
I shaII find a way to humbIe your pride! -Yes, you have suffered, but take heart!
God save you then
from aII remorse. -that's vowed -friends are -JeaIous madness,
God save you then, -so crueIIy... -about you... -Iove deceived!
God save you, save you then,
What have I done? Yes, I despise myseIf! -ah!
Even after death -JeaIous madness, Iove deceived,
I shaII stiII Iove you, -ravaged my souI, destroyed my reason.
Iove you, -How can I ever gain her pardon?
I wouId have Ieft her, but I couIdn't; -God save you then,
I came here to vent my anger, -from aII remorse!
but now I've done so, wretch that I am, -Even after death
I feeI nothing but a deep remorse, -I shaII stiII Iove you,
a deep remorse, a deep remorse! -vowed so crueIIy... -friends are...
Ah, even after death -But now I've done so, wretch that I am,
I shaII stiII Iove you. -I feeI nothing but a deep remorse!
I wouId have Ieft her, but I couIdn't; -God save you then
I came here to vent my anger, -from aII remorse!
but now I've done so, wretch that I am, -Even after death
I feeI nothing but a deep remorse, -I shaII stiII Iove you.
a deep remorse, a deep remorse! -vowed so crueIIy... -friends are...
Ah, even after death -But now I've done so, wretch that I am,
I shaII stiII Iove you, -I feeI nothing but a deep remorse!
ah, I Iove you. -I feeI nothing but a deep remorse,
Even after death -a deep remorse,
I shaII stiII Iove you, -a deep remorse,
I Iove you, -a deep remorse!
ah, I Iove you. -I feeI nothing but a deep remorse,
Even after death -a deep remorse,
I shaII stiII Iove you, -a deep remorse,
I Iove you, -a deep remorse!
What have I done? Yes, I despise myseIf! -I Iove you,
How can I ever gain her pardon? -I Iove you.