For who is here, for who is not
Shit! Shit! Shit!
In a few moments, live from the Arena of Verona, ROMEO AND JULIET: LOVE AND CHANGE THE WORLD.
Calm down! Calm down! (in a colloquial amused way)
(Someone in the background talking about scallop, probably some recipe?)
(Female voice, maybe Silvia Querci?) Thank you very much! I am doing the silly one, behind you, with him.
Women-
- Women, dududu! (famous Italian song similar to one of the musical) looking for troubles! -Ohh, you're all in red!
My dear.
Will you watch it tonight? - Yes!
Amazing!
Thank you for everything.
Destroy the world! Destroy it.
Pippo. - Here I am.
Listen, but if we....
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Raidue presents
live recording from the arena of Verona
A production by David Zard
Romeo & Juliet Love and change the world
Inspired by Shakespeare's tragedy
Libretto and lyrics by Gerard Presgurvic
Italian adaptation by Vincenzo Incenzo Giuliano Pepparini
Translations by Vincenzo Incenzo
Produced by Clemente and David Zard for SALUDO ITALIA srl
Theatrical direction by Giuliano Pepparini
Tv direction by Luigi Antonini
Inside Verona's heart, history's theatre,
the rust of a forgotten hate
consumes without mercy two noble families:
on one side the Montagues, on the other the Capulets.
From their two fatal wombs
sprang children who choose sighs over screams.
Destined by stars.
They'll live until the end.
Leaving a message on the ground:
Love. Love. And change the world.
You.
Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Wait. Wait! Stop!
Stop fighting.
Why?
You let these vile servants drag you into a fight!
Benvolio!
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Look closely at your death.
Again?
You draw your sword but talk of peace.
I hate the word peace, as much as I hate hell.
As I hate you, Benvolio - as I hate all Montagues.
Bring it on, you coward!
Come on, come on. Come on!
If you are not surprised anymore
at obscene vices and virtues
if the heart in your chest doesn't thunder
here you are: Verona!
If you clap your hands with enthusiasm
those who write songs
try hearing how good this sounds
here you are: Verona.
I know that here is just like out there
there are no worse people or better ones
Hey, you that are here tonight
maybe just by chance.
Here's Verona!
Beautiful Verona.
Here hate and madness reign
we should all just leave
Here there's no place for a king
Here two families reign on their own
You can't choose a side
It's all already decided even for us.
Here's Verona.
Beautiful Verona.
Sensual, tragic city.
In her blood she'll reflect her image.
The flowers plaster the streets.
The women inspire poetry.
That which appears as heaven in your eyes
is already hell inside us.
Here's Verona.
You, who sleep peacefully
You are there in sweet company.
Down here the night doesn't forgive.
Here you are: Verona.
We are blessed by the gods!
We have seven lives.
Everyone here has their own crown
Here you are: Verona
I know that here is just like out there
There are no worse people or better ones
Hey, you that are here tonight
maybe just by chance
Here's Verona
Beautiful Verona
Here hate and madness reign
we should all just leave
Here there's no place for a king
Here two families reign on their own
You can't choose your side
It's all already decided even for us.
Here's Verona
Beautiful Verona
Heartbreaking magical city
She'll drown in her tears
The flowers plaster the streets
The women inspire poetry
But that which appears as a smile in your eyes
is chaos inside us.
(Beautiful Verona) - Verona
Sensual and tragical city
In her blood she'll reflect her image
The flowers plaster the streets
The women inspire poetry
That which appears as heaven in your eyes
is already hell inside us.
Verona
You're in Verona!
I am talking to you.
You: not men, but beasts
who want to extinguish the fire of your blind rage
with the blood gushing out of your veins.
Listen to the verdict of your disdained prince.
If you disturb our streets like this one more time
I will make you pay with your lives for this infraction to the peace.
Out of here, all of you!
You, Capulets!
Come with me.
And you, Montagues.
You will have to be here this night at Villafranca Castle.
Only then will you know my resolution.
I'll say it again: go away now, all of you. The penalty is death!
Benvolio.
Who started this old fight again?
Talk, my nephew, were you here when it started?
Well, before I even got close, your enemy's servants were already fighting with ours.
I tried to separate them and at that moment Tybalt arrived.
He grew upset and yelled words of violence at me.
And while we exchanged blows, the prince arrived to divide us-
Romeo. Romeo!
Where is Romeo? Did you see him today?
Yes. Yes, I saw him this morning
walking dreamily in the woods.
I tried to reach him but he ran away.
My oppressed son, running away from the light, running to hide at home.
He locks himself up in his room, he closes the windows.
He locks out the day's beautiful light and makes for himself an artificial night.
This gloomy love will be deadly for him if some good advice cannot get away the cause.
Look, look, he's here, he's coming.
If you don't mind, feel free to go. I'll find out what pains him.
Or he'll have to say 'no' to me more than once. Go!
My friend, my brother
we are so close now.
Don't you ever feel death in you?
Its breath between us.
For me there is never a tomorrow.
I will lose myself if I don't have her.
I am not myself anymore. I don't play anymore.
I'll talk you of my pain.
I shake. And I fear
that my assault on her heart will consume mine, without effect.
That there is no word which will make her mine.
I shake.
I shake and I fear
that nothing will ever get past her armour.
That the sun will shadow her chastity.
My friends, my brothers
who will never be satiated by anything.
The flower who already intoxicates me
will wither because of winter.
Believe me, youth is a sky which is not enough anymore.
In front of us, a merciless sea already storms.
I shake. And I fear
that now not even gold will win her senses
her richness is already turning into poverty.
I shake. I shake.
And I fear
that no one can teach you to not think about her.
There is no beauty who can shadow her eyes.
I shake.
Good morning, cousin.
What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?
Not having that which, having, makes them short.
Oh, you are in love!
I am not in the favor of the woman I love.
I am serious, cousin.
I love a woman: Rosaline.
Ah, Rosaline!
I basically hit the mark.
You are a very skilled archer!
Ah, the mark is easy to hit, my dear cousin, isn't it?
Rosaline is full of beauty! And when she dies, her richness will die with her beauty.
So... So she has sworn to live chaste! - She did!
She did!
Follow my advice.
Stop thinking about her.
Look at other beauties.
No, you can't teach me to forget her.
And instead I can.
Or I'll die with a debt on my conscience.
God.
Father mine.
Look down here.
Cry, even You.
Here, inside us
there is a monster who also wants You.
It's the hate.
It drinks the blood from our veins.
It's the hate. It's the hate
and its seed impregnates us.
It's the hate. It's the hate
which sinks its teeth into breathing flesh.
It's the hate, it's the hate:
a river with no source or banks.
It's the hate that I hate.
But I- I feel pity and sensual pleasure.
God, but why do I thirst for its seed?
It's the hate. It's the hate. It'll rot from father to son.
It's the hate. It's the hate.
It's greedy for promiscuity.
It's the hate. It's the hate
which twists inside our guts.
It's the hate. It's the hate
its only merchandise is blood.
Damn you, who have no pity!
Carcasses eaten by vultures!
Love is already dead here.
And the madness blinds you now!
Poor you, with no humility!
What a whore is avarice!
Poor us, drugged now,
Empty puppets in its hands.
We can't live like this.
Die here. Why? For whom?
Hell will never create heroes.
Listen to us, take care, you!
It's the hate. It's the hate.
I can't do anything but repeat what I already told you before, noble Paris.
My daughter has no experience of the world
We should let two more summers pass in their luxuriance.
He is here, so charming!
He loves Juliet.
Give her to him!
Behind you there are princes and kings.
He will help you, support (?) you.
He'll do follies for her eyes.
I beg of you, don't say no.
Give her to me.
I'll love her.
Girls who are younger than her are already mothers.
Yes, but those who marry that fast will lose their freshness.
This night in my home there will be a party!
The one that I usually organize because of an ancient tradition.
You will increase the number of my guests by one and it'll be a very appreciated increase!
Talk with every woman, look at them all,
and love the one who, because of her merits, will seem above all others.
Between them there will be my daughter.
My will is just an accessory to her agreement.
I'll tell you, I don't know
My child is just a flower and I don't have anything but her.
It's not time yet.
Believe me, she is not old enough.
She is new to the world.
The quicker she blossoms, the quicker she'll wither away.
Ask her for a dance, but
with courtesy and poetry
and a lot of gallantry.
And then, who knows,
then we'll see.
But she is not old enough. It's not time yet.
It's not time yet.
I am not even twenty
I had all kinds of adventures
But all those women never stole a sigh from me
I know they adore me
And I never loved them
And I made their eyes cry, just turning my eyes
To those bodies, to which I never gave anything
It's nothing but a cold fire
When will love come?
What is love?
In these tender years of mine
One day it'll come
But who knows what the day will be
What is life?
It's the beginning for me
But the wind of patience takes me with it
like the sea, here inside my heart
I dreamt songs
When will love come?
When?
When will I know her name?
When will I hear her voice?
When?
When will I know his hands?
When will I know his kisses?
When?
When will Cupid's bow target my heart?
When I will feel the pain which will announce the sun?
When will that goodness come inside my veins?
Taking me to madness
more than the heart can endure
without dying?
When?
Soon
We'll swear it's love
Finally together
We will lose the world to be able to follow a song
Beyond every storm
We will stop time, for always
When?
Juliet, stop!
Juliet!
Your mother-
Here I am, lady.
Nurse, leave us now, for a moment.
We have to talk, in secret.
No, stay here with us, nurse.
Now that I think about it, it's better if you listen too.
You know that my daughter is a certain age now.
I would bet 14 of my teeth that she is not yet 14 years old.
How many days until the harvest festival?
Fifteen days or so.
It'll come the first of August. On that night she'll be fourteen.
I remember it well. It has been eleven years since the day of the great earthquake.
She stopped nursing from my breast on that very day.
Yes, because I had put bitter wormwood on my nipple and I was sitting in the sun.
I have a good useful brain, I do.
But like I was saying, when she tasted the bitter wormwood on my nipple,
and she could feel its bitterness-
You should have seen her, the little crazy one!
How she took my nipple, like a little animal!
Stop! Please, shut up.
Yes, my lady.
Oh, Juliet.
You have been the prettiest child I have ever nursed.
I won't wish for anything else if I live to see you married one day.
That's it!
I wanted to talk about her marriage.
Tell me, my Juliet.
What do you think about it?
Do you want to get married?
It is an honor that I do not dream of.
An honor? Listen to me!
If I weren't your nurse, I'd say you had lost your wisdom while sucking my milk.
Your father hasn't felt passion for a while
For my youth, he married me with desire
I was a goddess
And my own father sold me by force for the promise of nobility and status
And I was desperate
I loved other bodies. I tricked him. I cheated.
You will follow my way
Juliet, you will have to marry
Juliet, you will be his wife
Juliet, every woman knows
that there's no mercy
Juliet, it's the day of 'yes'
Juliet, he who desires you is already here
Juliet, yes, that man is already here
The childhood is already dead
You're already at the door
Tell me, Juliet.
What do you think of marriage with Paris?
I'll try to like him.
But I won't let my eyes glance at him any more than you permit.
Ah, these eyes of a daughter-
Such hard eyes
Two fires between her eyelashes. Two skies so dark-
The same as my eyes were
as the pain I felt
You know I would like to destroy all men
Juliet, this will happen
Resign yourself to that 'yes'
Juliet
Every woman knows that there is no mercy
Mercutio!
Mercutio! Come here!
The great kings
put right there
look at the world but don't know anymore
how to live with the same happiness
we have always had here together.
The great kings
don't know that
they can buy everything but not love.
Loneliness will damn them
while down here it'll always be like a party!
We are the kings of the world
We are sex,
wine and songs
We live for sex
We don't care for morality
Without laws or masters
Living is the only important thing
Night and day
In every moment
Because time is like the wind
We are
The great kings
shake all over if
a dog barks without reason
They raise their walls up there until oblivion
Locked inside, now
and jealous of God
But for two kings
there is no place (We are the kings)
So they even fight against each other
And down here we laugh at them (We are the kings)
even if a king is a slave because
We are the kings of the world
We are sex,
wine and songs
We live for sex
We don't care for morality
Without laws or masters
Living is the only important thing
Night and day, in every moment (We are the kings)
Because time is like the wind (We are the kings)
We are the kings of the world
We are sex
wine and songs
We live for sex
We don't care for morality
No laws or masters (The great kings)
Living is the only important thing (The great kings)
Night and day
In every moment
Because time is like the wind, we are the kings
The great kings have everything around themselves but
not love
The great kings don't know anymore
what life and happiness are
We are sex,
wine and songs
We live for sex
We don't care for morality
Without laws or masters
Living is the only important thing
Night and day
In every moment
Because time is like the wind
We are!
Kind Romeo, we want you to dance.
Who, me? No.
No, believe me.
Ah. You are in love.
Let Cupid lend you his wings
and use them to fly above your sorrows.
His arrow wounded me too cruelly for me to fly.
Oh, but if you sink, you're adding a heavy burden to love.
Too great oppression for a tender creature.
Love is tender?
No. No, it's too rough. Too much.
Ah, come on! Come one!
We'll knock and get into the party.
And when we are inside, each to his own.
A good intention but
but to go in, it's not a good sign.
Why, if I may ask?
This night I dreamt a dream. I dreamt that- - Yes, I know, I did too.
What was yours?
Oh, I see, Queen Mab came to visit you, too.
Kings of the world
Kings of what?
Who will you scare
Look at this nobody
Kings of the world
Kings of what?
We reek of mercy down here
We are the kings of nothing now
We are lost in the streets
Mice in the city
cocks in a henhouse
and puppies in heat
With no happiness
But you both know that I
am not like you
Fear, no,
I never feel it
And I dreamt
Oh, yes, I dreamt
I dream of the enemy
Upside down
The women with their legs spread
and then flames all over the city
I dream of a challenge against God
I dreamt
You can't teach me anything
I dreamt
Oh, Romeo, I would die
There is a witch between us
Between us
I dreamt.
Mercutio, peace.
You talk of nothing.
I talk of dreams.
Children of an idle brain,
born of nothing but vain fantasy
which is made of a substance as thin as air
and colder than the northern wind- no-
She is dressed in silk
so light
colours of magic
and she is beautiful, maddeningly beautiful
so beautiful that I could
think of dying for her.
The world is disappearing now
in front of his eyes
And he is burning like an impure angel
without a heaven anymore
so handsome and damned.
He burns.
Only one kiss and then, if you want
my lips you will forgive
Only one kiss and then, if you want
my lips you will find again
Only one kiss and you
will always be mine
What a mystery you are, my life
Only a kiss between us
and you will give me eternity
Me and you
is the dream that happiness wants.
What a prison you are!
How freedom is jealous of you
Me and you
is the dream that happiness wants.
If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine,
my lips are ready to smooth with a tender kiss
this rough touch.
Good pilgrim,
you do too much wrong to your hand, which showed appropriate devotion.
So...
Let the lips do what the hands do.
If you don't want that, faith changes into a torment.
Stop.
Stop, don't move,
while I collect the results of my prayer.
There-
your lips purged mine of their sin.
But then the sin my lips took from yours is still on mine.
Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin back, then.
Romeo!
Uncle!
Yes?
Uncle, that one is a Montague!
Yes, it's young Romeo.
Him. Him. Yes, that's him!
An enemy. Our enemy.
A scoundrel who came here to laugh at us, in spite!
Calm yourself!
My dear nephew
Let him be. He acts like a real gentleman.
A gentleman? - Yes.
But, uncle, it's shameful!
Give me a sword!
Give me anything! I swear on our family's honour, if I kill him I commit no sin!
Go away!
Go away, you prig. Shame on you!
No.
Be good or I will beat it into you. Go away!
Juliet! Juliet!
Your mother is looking for you.
Who is her mother?
Her mother is the house's mistress. She is wise and virtuous.
Come on, come on, Romeo, let's go!
We already saw the best part of the party.
Yes, I am going.
I am going.
Away from me
All of you, go away
False friends, go away from here
I don't have
anyone but me
Slave of my own heart? Me? Never
Never
I will never be
I despise you
Go away from me
My heart will live where it may
I will never sell my honour cheaply
I- who am I?
I kill, now,
just to say: 'I am here'
I- but who am I?
Two hearts inside me
and when I cry it's because of my hate.
I- but who am I?
But
who am I?
I can't feel anymore
I can't feel anything by now
inside me.
To what star, to which god
I owe our passion?
Who's up there in heaven who wants--?
But why are you Romeo?
To what star, to which god
do I owe his gaze of love
What is a forbidden name, my love?
Between the fathers hate reigns
Between the children, only love
Will they smile, in heaven
for Juliet and Romeo?
To what star, to which god
do I owe her pure heart
May the dream of Juliet and Romeo come soon
I will fight if I must
I will make that wall crumble
But if it's my right
where's the sin, God?
If they see you, they'll kill you.
There's more danger in your eyes than in twenty of their swords.
Look at me with tenderness,
and I will be safe from any enemy.
I will renounce my name
You may call me 'love'
Verona will never be
the master of my heart
A flower still smells sweet even if
you don't know its name.
Do you love me?
I fear this is only a dream.
To what star, to which god
do I owe his/her gaze of love?
May the dream of Juliet and Romeo quickly happen
To what star, to which god
do I owe his/her immense brightness?
Will they smile in heaven,
thinking of Juliet and Romeo?
Do not condemn me if in the darkness of the night I surrendered to your love for a moment.
But I- - Goodnight.
Goodnight.
Why are you going to leave me so unsatisfied?
What satisfaction could you possibly have this night?
An exchange: your loyal promise of love for mine.
But I gave you mine before you asked me to.
Yet I wish I still would have to give it.
Tell me tomorrow, through a person I will send to you,
where and when you want to celebrate the ceremony.
And I will lay my destiny at your feet
and I will follow you as my lord, all around the world.
Soon, we will promise our love
Finally together
We will lose the world
to follow the song
beyond every storm
We will stop time
forever.
It's great, the powerful virtue found in herbs, in plants, in stones,
and in their delicious essences.
There is nothing on earth so vile that it doesn't have a use.
Nor something so precious that diverted from its use doesn't rebel against its own origin
and end up abused.
Good morning, Father!
My dear son!
This night, our dear Romeo didn't return to his own bed.
True!
But it has been a sweet rest anyway.
And where have you been?
I have been to a feast.
And there- ah!
There, the one I was wounding, wounded me.
Be clearer, my son.
Know that I have fallen in love with the daughter of the rich Capulet.
For the blessed St. Francesco!
What about Rosaline?
Have you already forgotten about her, whom you loved so tenderly?
But then-
It's true that young people's love is not in their heart
but in their eyes.
What kind of love moves you?
One which tears the heart apart
Mine is for God
Mine is for her
What kind of love burns you
That one which gives you faith
You will fall into sin
You have to believe in us
I swear, I would paint
all her sky
We beg of you
Swear it, we beg of you,
that you will marry us, we beg of you
Those who go too fast end up crying
The wave in us won't break
This love between us
will win against every sword
What love?
You desire God, I desire her
Her breath is mine, her eyes are mine
Please, we beg of you, Father, please,
marry us, now, here
Injustice will fall
Vice and virtue, that's youth
Marry us now, here, we ask for nothing else
For love
I will help for one reason.
May this union be so happy as to turn the hate between your families into love.
Woman is my school
She weaned me very young at my father's house
Her follies, her obsessions
The fears and desires of her vices
all of this.
Blondes, brunettes all of them
But every one is a fire in me
Why? Why?
My fear
The flesh is strange
Desire changes into hate inside me
I will not, no--! will not accept this absurd marriage between vice and purity, with the Montague!
Today or never
I will deliver the message:
he can say goodbye to her heart
I will kill you- no,
I will wound you
Like she does
You, Romeo, will pay for her carelessness
Woman is my expertise
Juliet is slave to a youth's passing fancy
But a Capulet knows what dignity is
Now that I burn in my hell for her
Today or never
Men fight
The storm bursts
I will kill you, no-
I will wound you
Like she does
You, Romeo, will pay for her carelessness
The heart is screaming (Today or never)
It's a curse in me (Today or never)
Don't I feel love too? (Today or never)
His love is absurd (Today or never)
Put away love
It's pain's day
I will find you, Romeo
I will kill you, Romeo
I swear it to God
Verona will know that
wrongdoers will fall!
Shh, she's coming. There.
May God send you a good morning, sirs.
May God send you a good night,
beautiful lady.
Do you think it's the time to say good night?
Not too late or too soon, let me tell you, because now
the obscene hand of the meridian
is on the shaft of midday.
Stop it!
What kind of man are you?
Go, go!
An old woman putta* stinks! *female for putto = little angel typical of some paintings, or archaic for 'girl'
An old woman putta is madness!
What a good Lenten dish!
If the old woman putta stinks so much
the appetite does not grow.
It's a dish which makes you crazy!
Ha ha ha, the city is laughing
Ha ha ha, this is not okay
She has a love with no rules
The city is already
saying like this: ha ha ha!
The city is laughing
People will cry
and it will laugh
How easy it is
for stupid ones
to not see anymore
to not hear anymore
How easy it is.
Ha ha ha, how funny
that head looks like a willow
I'll tell you what Romeo is:
An incurable seducer
like all of us.
Beautiful and ugly, we are
It's known we are not heroes
Life doesn't give you anything for granted
If we are here
or on the other side
What you don't have, you want
What you don't say, you are
And so we are laughing at those two
but actually envy burns in us
Ha ha ha, you vultures!
Ha ha ha, you are crazy
I would shut your mouth
I would send you to hang
You are looking for trouble
Ha ha ha, how she gets nervous
Ha ha ha, she reprimands us
You won't find feelings here
But if you want sex we'll give it to you-
ugly hysterical woman!
Beautiful and ugly, we are
It's known we are not heroes
Life doesn't give you anything for granted
If we are here
or on the other side
What you don't have, you want
What you don't say, you are
And so we are laughing at those two
but actually envy burns in us
Beautiful or ugly, we are not heroes
We are not heroes
It's burning in us
Beautiful and ugly, we are
It's known we are not heroes
And so we are laughing at those two
but actually envy burns in us
Envy burns in us!
Is there someone who can tell me where to find young Romeo?
I can tell you.
She is a procuress! - A procuress!
She is a procuress. - A procuress!
Be careful, Romeo.
You, be careful!
Sir,
my mistress sent me to look for you.
Tell her to find a way to go to confess to Father Laurence
and there
she will be married.
Goodbye.
Say hello to her, from me.
May God in heaven bless you.
Go away, scoundrels!
But who am I?
A lonely woman, now
All I had
was the milk in my breast
and when she was born
I thanked God
and I prayed she had every virtue
and she is already flying away
She is already falling in love
She is already dancing
A sigh and then
she is not a child anymore
And I will not be
anything from now on
I didn't give her life
but how much I love her, only God knows
She is already falling in love
She is already dancing
She is already falling in love
I don't have anything but her
No one will take her away from me
When I hear 'daughter' I
I think 'My daughter'
Because, to please husbands, a lot of women forget about their child
and then it's too late
and she is already flying away
She is already falling in love
She is already dancing
One more step and then
She is not a child anymore
And I stay here
but I know everything of her
I would give all my life
to follow her dreams
She is already falling in love
She is already flying
There's already a fire in her
And it's burning more than ever
But I know that love
can also kill
Give me strength, I beg of you
until she is married
She is already falling in love
She is already dancing
She is already falling in love.
Love
and change the world
Love
and light the darkness
Scream your presence
Love
and change the world.
Love
and stop time
Love
Give light to crying
and burn into desire
Love
and change the world.
Love
with all your strength
Love
without any fear
Give
every breath
Love
and change the world.
Love
and change the world
Love
until madness
Scream your presence
Love
and change the world
Love
there is no sin
Love
with your hands
Burn
in desire
Love
and change the world
Love
and stop the time (And change the world)
Love
and give hope (and give hope)
give life to life
Love
and change the world
Love
without limits (without fear)
Love
overcome every wall (with all your strength)
Give
skin and heart
Love
and change the world
Love.
END OF ACT I
subtitles of act II by lucrezianoin (dialogues) and phoebemontague (lyrics)
synced by lucrezianoin, proofreading by carmarthen
Bravo all of you!
Silvia. It's good, Silvia. Silvia, darling, you were amazing.
Have you seen that wonderful applause?
Good lord, it still feels like a dream!
You were so beautiful.
Thank you. - Yes, you were amazing. It was wonderful to watch you. Amazing.
For now, half- - How are you?
Were you flying? - Eh?
Were you flying? - Flying? Yes.
Really. Like a fist!
Good!
Good lord, what a scare! Scaring, scaring! - You were great. You did- you did an amazing job.
Do I put this first?
Do you keep it up, yes?
And let's hope to manage to get in the bathroom with these pants.
Bianca! --- Can I come there later?
Ah, wait, do you want to- - No, can I come later? I am cold, if I wasn't I would come now.
Let's go, then! Let's go bringing this message to Romeo! - Eh, still a couple of scenes before that!
Still two scenes!
Relax, I'll take care of the missive. Relax.
I'll take it to him. - What, only two scenes?
That's it... no, I meant my scenes.
There's still 'Romeo, stop crying'
and yes, that one.
No, no, 'Calm down, child' and then there's-
'Brother Giovanni, welcome back from Mantua' - Come on, come on!
It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt.
Well, I should beat him with a stick with the mess he did* *they are talking about the messenger screwing up Romeo's letter
Can you imagine... Brother Giovanni, welcome back-
- who DID deliver the message to Romeo?
Me! Me! It was me! - Did you see?
Come on, come on, guys. Good work, Gio, good, fuck!
Come on, eh! Come on! And you- very good with the lyrics.
All of you amazing, guys. All of you amazing. Keep the good work.
Tighten your ass.
Good, good. I only have good reviews.
I only came to say 'good'.
Good, good, good, wonderful. Good.
Good, you are going very well. You are always- come on.
We suffer like beasts. - You can imagine how we suffer!
And now... WHAT HAPPENED IN THE FIRST ACT!
And you suffer. Good God, what about me?
You were really amazing.
Yes? Was it good? - No, really amazing. Very good.
Thank you, love. - You're welcome.
But it was so...!!
Did you like it? - Yes! It couldn't be better!
No, it was amazing, love, amazing. They destroyed the Arena
with applause during your parts, just like 'ahh' -Yes?
Oh yes! But you didn't hear anything with those?
Nothing. But I heard a lot of applause during 'Today or never'.
'Tybalt' is... I was nervous, a bit more nervous, so I didn't hear- It didn't seem perfect to me
When I started 'Tybalt' I was really...
There was such energy, guys! I am living it too.
I really felt moved when I heard that wonderful applause for Silvia (the nurse).
What a thrill.
It's such a- I mean, it's so, this thing I mean- I am- overcome with feelings, as you can see.
Really, you are amazing.
Beautiful, Serena.
We'll talk tomorrow. For now, all is good.
Goodbye, beautiful!
Come on, guys! Let's go, let's go.
Greetings.
Did the second act start? - No.
You look like that one in Grease, Nicolò.
Fonzie? - ... Fonzie!?
Who is the last one to leave in 'The Power'?
The one who walks here... - It's me.
Well, Adriano, tell them to wait because Lorenzo-
ACT II
It is said that Romeo is in trouble
That he deserves to die
And this is his fate
It is said that he is lost now
He disowns his origin
disgracing us
But he is not himself anymore
He doesn't trust us anymore
You'll see that sooner or later
he will pay for his mistakes.
To rule
To be the king
And have everything for myself
Being a king,
you don't know what a privilege it is
You envy me, but why?
You say 'sir' when you speak to me
Now you have faith that I will protect you
But I confess
that I'm ready to shed blood
just to have over you... power.
Power, power
Honour and glory in wars
I'm tormented by the idea
I want more than what I have
More than what I will never enjoy
Maybe it's the Devil in Hell
The storm above the sea
I don't know in this life
any pain more pleasant
or pleasure more fragile than to hold my power
You can destroy every altar
when the world is your treasure
Power, yes, power.
Power has its own flavor that is stronger than love
And smoother than the velvet skin
of the women I undressed
Power is a desire
that I wish for the people to give me
History which makes me spread this seed of power
Power is a conquest
Put man prominently on display
While here you must buy everything,
there is someone who lends to me
While everything here is sold
there is someone who gives to me
I am a giant among dwarfs
everything in my hands
Power, my friend
God only knows its price
And death is smiling
You have to have a thousand lives
When I ask for equality between sin and goodness
I hear the voice of the master
who commands and orders
Power must be gained
It's not inherited or taken by force
And the day when one gives it up
Those events decide the future
Power burns in you,
changes men into vultures
You must grab power
And when it abandons you
You die
Power
Power.
Tybalt. Tybalt. Tybalt. Tybalt.
Imagination is never the truth
Childhood is an agony
if there is no God
They have stolen from my heart
There's a wolf inside me and it's myself
And they told me to go kill
The world has no mercy
and so you'll be the same
I choked my soul
How can a child ever resist?
Alone, I'm alone
Alone, always alone
I have no fault
If my parents have reduced me as you know
I have no fault
I'm now their hand
raised against the vultures
I have no fault
don't look at me like that now
I have no fault
they have forced me to say yes
Son of avarice...
such an absurd legacy
I have no fault
I have no fault, no
don't look at me like that anymore
I have no fault
I never had a choice Son of avarice...
How absurd my life!
Imagination is never the truth
Childhood is an agony
if there is no God
They have stolen here in my heart
There's a wolf inside me and it's myself.
I can see the ear of an old hare
Good and toothless, the rancid hare is good but-
Mercutio, let's leave, please!
The day is hot and Capulets are in the streets.
You look like one of those good fellows who, just inside the inn,
throw their weapon on the table and say
'God, please, don't let me need it'
If we had two men of your kind, we would always be without any of them.
And you know why?
Because one would kill the other one.
Sirs.
May peace be with you.
A word with one of you.
There's my man.
Romeo.
Stop.
The love I feel for you
deserves no better word than this:
You are a coward!
I am not a coward.
You don't know me.
But you have not yet paid for your offense.
I never offended you.
Cold!
Vile!
Dishonorable submission!
Tybalt,
you ratcatcher, come forward!
What is it that anguishes men?
Oh, you really know what we are?
What it is that tears at the heart?
And then why sex
makes us come?
But the only woman I like
That I hang on my cross
That welcomes me between her legs
I won't tell you where she is
But I know she is there
Madness
She is my lover, she's madness
Madness
the alphabet of the but, if, no, and yes
A chimpanzee that dances standing
Madness
Without her, what would I do?
I would burst
Sirs, sirs,
stop with this scandal,
Tybalt, Mercutio,
the prince has forbidden these fights.
Tybalt, you know that you're in trouble
Laugh now, for later you won't laugh
My sword you'll taste
You'll like it, you'll see...
you'll meow!
Turn around, come on,
you are the Prince of Cats
You don't know the nausea you cause in me
Tybalt, here, I'll slit your throat
Mercutio!
Come on, look at yourself
What kind of man are you?
What have you got between your legs?
You are half a man yes, that's what you are
You'll grovel on the ground, you'll swallow your tongue
You plague the city
What agony these years have been for me
But the wait will be compensated
Mercutio, I'll kill you
You're crazy, please stop
With death each of our ideals will fall
For mercy
Here life is happiness and truth
Here life is sincerity and willingness
Here is the freedom to say yes, to say no
In the name of God I pray you
Stop, my friend
Live, life awaits
Live, no more revenge
What mercy? He'll die! No,
No, Romeo, alive? No!
He's like one who is in agony,
you cannot help but destroy him
But who are you?
You aren't the king, are you?
You're worse than all of us
You're drunk on love
And you piss mercy
You're like the vultures
that blood is already calling
Here,
life is like that
Here, or in heaven or on earth
(Live, live, live)
Here life is happiness and truth
Here life is sincerity and willingness
Here, here, here
Romeo.
I am wounded.
How can you be wounded?
Ah, no, no, nothing.
Nothing. It's just a little scratch.
The wound can't be serious.
No, no, no, no.
Not so deep as a well nor so wide as a church-door, but
it'll be enough.
Why the hell did you get between us?
I thought I was doing good!
I received this wound under your arm.
Ask of me, tomorrow,
and you'll find me a grave man.
I am badly wounded...
This time it got me, Romeo.
and hard!
Plague!
On your families.
Mercutio!
I die- - Mercutio!
in the sand
Under your eyes
Romeo, why did you come between us?
Inside my wound worms are already eating
I pass to the other side
I'll wait for you there
I'll leave your war to you
It's for you to continue without me
I die eaten by worms
But I die like a king
I curse your families
I curse your world... Romeo
Romeo, my friend
you'll lose your mind.
Mercutio!
Don't leave me, I beg of you!
Mercutio, my brother!
Who will take up the dreams you had
God, life here is such a hell
No, no!
Tybalt!
God, life here is such a hell
No... farewell, my friend.
Farewell.
Tybalt.
Tybalt!
My nephew!
You!
No!
Who will pay
for his life, who will pay?
What will happen,
what will happen to the murderer?
Not my son!
Another hand before him
Raised up and the sky turned red above us
And so it will be
I will investigate all the ways to put an end to this blight
I never wanted to do what I did to him
I don't know what revenge is
And yet yes, it burst in me
You can't stay silent if a friend dies
I ask you all, who are you?
Who gives you the authority?
We are nothing but children
You are the ones to invent death
We are puppets, here in His hands
No, no!
Who will pay
for his life, who will pay?
What will happen
what will happen to the murderer?
Not my son
Who will pay
death took possession of this city
Who will pay
what will happen to the murderer?
I'll punish him in the name of the power I have
I'll condemn the murderer
Who will pay?
Because of your cruel fights
my blood has been spilled
Neither tears
nor prayers will atone for these offenses.
So don't start crying.
Romeo must go away, at once.
I exile him immediately.
Piety is murder
when it forgives murderers.
Only one who is a mother knows
what suffering is
Tearing away from me my own flesh
And say goodbye, my angel,
And die with you, my son
Oh Mary, Virgin Mother,
you had God in your womb
And on the cross then you cried for your Son
Why don't you have mercy for me? For a mother like you
Listen to me...
With him I was born, with him I'll die
God who has no mercy on us
Will I lose myself on these paths?
Your law means nothing to me if I don't have Romeo anymore
I gave him my lips, I gave him devotion
His blood now is mine,
mine is his happiness
With what lies will I trick myself?
If I don't have Romeo anymore
And if this is life, I want only to die
And if this is fate, I want only to go mad
If I don't have Romeo anymore
What is to become of me?
Now, my God, I don't care
If I don't have Romeo anymore
Romeo, stop crying.
This is torture.
Heaven is here, where Juliet lives.
And every cat, every dog
every most insignificant creature can admire Juliet,
but not Romeo.
Romeo can't.
The law saved you by sending you into exile.
Half the city wanted your blood
And, lost son, you don't understand anymore
God, that's we are
we are so violent
Oh God, so we are, my God
But how much blood do you want before you become aware of us?
God, why do you bring us into the world
and then abandon your children
into a hell of pain?
Things are never
as we would like them
Juliet, now you know
what I already knew
And you cry, cry, my little child,
your pain is mine
God, that's we are, we are so violent
Oh God, so we are, my God
But how much blood do you want
before you come down among us?
God, why do you bring us into the world, and then,
and then abandon your children
And a young boy still dies
God, that's we are, we are so violent
Oh God, so we are, my God
But how much blood do you want
before becoming aware of us?
God, why do you bring us into the world
And then abandon your children into a hell of pain?
God, that's we are, we are so violent
Oh God, so we are, my God
But how much blood do you want
before coming down among us?
God, why do you bring us into the world, and then
and then abandon your children
And a young boy still dies
Away, away.
Juliet!
Nurse.
Your father is coming to your room.
Be careful, just do-
So, balcony, let the day in and keep out life.
Farewell.
Will we see each other again?
Of course we'll see each other again,
and all of this will be a subject for sweet tales.
Juliet, Juliet
The lark sings already
So the dawn came
I must go away
Romeo, Romeo
It's only the nightingale
There is still the moon in the sky
Romeo, stay here
My love, I'll go mad without you
Love, love until it's dawn
Keep moving yourself against my skin
Love, love once again
That human justice isn't so close
Who judges may not have ever loved
When the sun rises you'll go
Love, love until it's dawn
Stay longer in my arms
Keep moving yourself against my skin
Love
Be it so,
you'll marry my daughter
Be it so,
my daffodil you'll pluck
I have decided for her
and she'll never cry again
And henceforth you'll have her sweet heart
You'll have, you'll have, you'll have
You'll have her hand
Juliet, you are your father's little girl
Juliet, but from tomorrow on you'll be a woman
And if God wills it you'll have a baby
There he is, the man for you
You'll live together with Paris
You'll see, you'll see, you'll see
You'll marry him
The woman has no choice
It's the man who has it all, but...
But why don't you believe in yourself?
If you finally get your own happiness
You'll see, you'll see, you'll see
You'll marry him
Why?
You'll see
My nurse, if I don't love him
You'll marry him
Why?
You'll see
why would I ever say yes?
You'll see
I'd rather die now
Not to blaspheme
But that Paris, why?
He isn't the man I dreamt beside me
You'll see, you'll see, you'll see
You'll marry him
My God, how can you say
You'll go against your father
Now you know it, you can't deny
Paris your hand
You'll see, you'll see, you'll see
You'll marry him
You'll see, you'll marry him
Have mercy, away from me Not this, have mercy
You'll do what your father says
You'll see, you'll see, you'll see
You'll marry him
No, please, no.
Please!
My father, I beg of you, on my knees,
be patient and listen to just one word-
Hang yourself, little whore!
Rebellious wretch!
Listen carefully to what I tell you.
You'll go to Church on Thursday, or never rest your eyes on me again!
Please, one word!
My hands are twitching!
Don't talk. Don't talk! - Father!
Don't talk back.
Now I realize that even an only child is too much.
Having you has been a curse for me.
My lord, you are wrong to treat her like that.
Ah, keep your tongue at home!
Go away with your gossips, go!
It's not a crime what I- - Shut up!
Dumb big-mouth!
Go away!
We don't need you here.
Having you, my little child
Another me, is already poetry
Those eyes of yours, the same as mine
A day and you are already a woman
My child, white geranium
Gift of God or of the Devil
Having you, it's a crime
Where it's the fault of those who suffer it
Stay here...
Because for me you're more than God
My bloodline continues in you
You're the result of my twenties
I'll curse your lovers
The beast man has in himself
I would kill then, knowing that
Someone has offended you
My little child, you teach me
What poetry woman is
Stay here.
It kills me when a man looks at you already strategically, with lust
who will take my place in your heart,
and greeting him you'll say 'Farewell, my lord'
From then on I'll never talk any more of us
I'll forget you, I won't hear, I'll stun myself
And you will fly without me
But if you fall, I'll be with you
Stay a bit longer here with me
As father now I ask you that
When you cry I feel your tears like mine
No one will ever divide what God had already made mine
Having you, my little child
Those eyes of yours, the same as mine
Having you, it's a crime
Where it's the fault of those who suffer it
My child... stay here.
Close the door!
And cry with me! - Juliet! Oh, Juliet, I already know your pain.
It's next Thursday and nothing will change it.
You'll have to marry this count. - No!
If you can't help me in any way,
at least approve of my resolution!
And with this knife I'll find an immediate solution.
Calm yourself!
Calm yourself, child. Calm.
If you are so courageous, I'll give you a solution.
Go back home, seem happy
and agree to marry Paris.
Tomorrow, night, while in bed
drink this potion I prepared.
The life in you will sleep.
You'll lie for 42 hours in a seeming death,
and then
you will wake up, like after a calm sleep.
And before you awake,
Romeo, informed by a message from me,
will come here.
And that very night he'll take you away,
to Mantua.
May love give me strength,
and may that strength help me.
When the sea cries out in us
And you have no more dreams
When your heart freezes
And your face is no longer there
When everything falls down
And you don't know who you are
My God.. my God... my God... mercy.
To You we always come back
Desperate sailors
Lost inside our troubles
When evil digs itself into you
And you have no mercy, no reasons why
When children don't sleep
And harmonies are broken
Every life after us will fall on their knees crying
My God... my God... my God... mercy.
Mercy for our fellow humans
We're just crying in front of Your eyes
Never abandon us
When you live like a king
Everything is a dream for you
But it isn't a dream. Why? Why?
When the soul is in prison
And there is no other way
To keep a reason to live in us
And never let death win
When the soul is in agony
Only You are our way
Mercy for our fellow humans
We're here on our knees
So that You may tell us yes
When the sea cries out in us
And you have no more dreams
My God...
Do you want help?
No, my lady, we already prepared everything for tomorrow's ceremony.
Good night.
Goodbye.
Only heaven knows when we'll meet again.
The dreams of those who love fly away
I'll come back here for you
May God lead me. Poison, kill me
Romeo, why do we pretend this way?
Make us actors, why?
May God lead me. Poison, kill me
Romeo, I don't know what game that is
To not die, I'll have to die a bit
My ghosts now snatch me from us
(The dreams of those who love fly away) I'll come back
(She'll come back to Romeo)
(May God lead you) - May God lead me
Juliet!
Juliet.
Come on, sleepyhead.
Yes, sleep now to recuperate for next week.
Because tomorrow night, Count Paris won't let you sleep much.
Juliet, wake up.
Juliet...
Poison-
Help!
Help
What is it?
What it is? What's going on?
Look at this... poison.
My child.
What a cursed day!
You who sleep peacefully
You are there in sweet company. (My own life)
Here you are: Verona. (Wake up)
If you are not surprised anymore
at obscene vices and virtues
if the heart in your chest doesn't thunder
here you are: Verona!
I know that here is just like out there
there are no worse people or better ones
Hey, you that are here tonight
maybe just by chance.
My child is dead!
Verona is here
Beautiful Verona
Here hate and madness reign
we should just all leave
there is no place here for a king
here two families reign on their own
you can't choose a side
it's all already decided even for us.
Verona is here
Beautiful Verona
Sensual, tragic city
In her blood she'll reflect her image
The flowers plaster the streets
The women inspire poetry
That which appears as heaven in your eyes
is already hell inside us. Verona is here.
Juliet is dead. - Dead?
I'm nothing here but a childhood friend
I, who loved dancing and music, what will I do?
We are so far from the death
that is now enveloping the city
like a spider spinning its web
We were the only heroes
on life's lips
Even though he'll cry for a thousand nights,
No, Juliet won't rise again
And I'll have to tell Romeo
With what mercy will I tell him,
With what heart will I explain to him
That Juliet is dead now and so is life with her,
That childhood is gone and he has only my company?
So I know I'll kill him
With what mercy
I live like I know
I don't have parents,
Without my friend I'll be an orphan
I rejoiced when Mercutio sang poetries
But even he doesn't sing anymore
There's no more music down here
We were the kings of the world
The wounds in me are abysses
Time can't move backwards
Juliet won't rise again
And I'll have to tell Romeo
With what mercy will I tell him?
What will I invent and how will I tell him
That Juliet is gone
And that I am alone down here?
There's no moon, sea, or God
That will comfort this farewell
I can't, no, I'll kill him
With what mercy will I tell him?
That Juliet is dead now
With what heart, could I?
What will I tell him?
Friar Giovanni, welcome back from Mantua. So?
Who delivered my message to Romeo?
Here it is.
I couldn't manage to send it or find a messenger. - What bad luck.
They were all scared because of the plague.
It wasn't a simple missive!
But I tried- - In three hours Juliet will wake.
How she will curse me because Romeo did not receive news of all of this.
Poor child.
Locked in the tomb of the dead.
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know anymore if I believe in God
If He's still in my life
My God, even I get lost
For You I left everything
I sacrificed my heart
For You I renounced the pleasures of the flesh and damned myself
I trusted in Your eyes
But now You've closed mine
I no longer have faith in You,
Nor in men nor in me
Lucky are the saints
And those who follow You
I'm like many others
A man who doesn't know and loses
My God, my God
I don't know anymore who I am
That human loves and falls, I don't know
I don't know if You want that
For You I forgave,
For You I worked
I absolved all from sin- but not myself
But then more and more
an evil, more and more,
bites into my heart.
Don't you hear the scream, God?
God, my prayer is that of one who hopes
I'm a man too,
I pay for my doubts without you
But I remember too,
Before I offend God,
I offered my heart to everyone along the way
Harmony and simplicity were enough
The ink of the Gospels vanished in me then
God of humanity
That everything sees and knows
Listening to a man who dragged himself to madness
Now I don't know anymore
Jesus, oh Jesus
Maybe it's You who doesn't want anymore
That a man may love and go on
It's you who doesn't want anymore
Jesus, oh Jesus - The fault is within us, it's only within us
If I believe or not, I don't know anymore
All of us have lost
And I- I lose myself too
Why? Why? - The fault is within us, it's only within us
If I believe or not, I don't know anymore
I won't kneel ever again, never again
At your feet- never again.
Never again
Go away!
No, I won't go.
No!
What have you done to my love?
What have they done to you, sweetheart?
And who won, dividing us?
What did you say to her, traitors
To tear the colors from her eyes
What have you done and why?
Who has ever broken your grace
And this torn heart?
It's over, I go away
And with you I die too, with a kiss
And I cry but you now let it be
Once more your mouth is mine
I come to you
In front of us there's eternity
It's over, I go away
And you can also be torn away from this sky
My eyes look at her because I won't come back
I'll stop forever the presence of my breath
I stay with you
What will become of the world after we're gone?
Romeo.
Romeo... Romeo, Romeo-
No!
Romeo...
Help...
Help!
Juliet. - Father!
Help!
Go away, leave this nest of death.
The guards are coming.
Go away.
I am not coming.
Selfish.
You drank it all.
Without even leaving me a drop to help me.
What's the point in staying here,
Growing old without you?
It's also a right to die
If the one who loves us is gone
Don't try to understand
Don't ask us for more
Love burned us alive
But you'll be cold, down here
I die for him
I die of love
Romeo, Romeo
Now nothing makes any sense
Romeo, I'll die if the dawn comes And I cannot taste your lips
Maybe you'll feel pity
Mine has been immeasurable
I leave you this absurd scene
But let me fly away
I die for him
I die of love
Romeo, Romeo
Now nothing makes more sense
Romeo, I won't live if in this night of lies
You don't place your lips on mine
Romeo, love,
I'll soon be beside you
Romeo, I'll die if the dawn comes And I cannot taste your lips
This morning
is the messenger of a tragic peace
the sun won't show its face because of its pain.
Some will be forgiven.
Others will be punished.
Because there has never been a sadder story than this one.
Of Juliet
and her Romeo.
May life nevermore be an empty boat
In the waves with its sons and deaths
And that God may look on us
What we are now
So that those two children
May be already close together
Away from this earth
This womb of hatred and war
And that their flight may find eternity
Poor families
Without sons and daughters
Closer in a procession
For Juliet and Romeo
That's what we are
An extreme tribunal
A last funeral procession
For Juliet and Romeo
Our fault
Heaven will have mercy on us
Our fault
Heaven will have mercy on us
Our fault - Love and change the world
Heaven will have mercy on us
Our fault - Love and change the world
Heaven will have mercy on us
Our fault - Love and change the world
Heaven will have mercy on us
Our fault
Heaven will have mercy on us
- Our Fault. Heaven will have mercy on us
Love
Subtitles by lucrezianoin and phoebemontague synced by lucrezianoin
proofreading by carmarthen
Good evening.
This- This night. Here. We are seeing something beautiful
while on the other side of the sea, today a tragedy happened
I am sure that all of us, inside our heart, were close and are close with the families and all of those who left us.
And we want to dedicate to them this show, this night.
We played for them.
Giuliano Pepparini
David Zard
Vincenzo Incenzo, who adapted the Italian version
the author of the lyrics and the music is also in the audience-
GŽrard Presgurvic.
And I want
No, I think that WE all want-
You have surely noticed this company has a lot of young people
and maybe you don't believe it
but the producer of this show, which I signed, is actually
a young man, my son: Clemente,
who doesn't want to come to the stage, because he is a coward.
We are on Rai2 and we thank them for the trust they gave us
and how they supported us, it's thanks to them if you are here tonight.
I really want to say a thank you
so big, so so so big that it wouldn't stay written on this stage
to Giuliano, because-
because I didn't think we could actually see what he had in his mind.
A tale is something, to put it into action is something else.
It happened with a thousand difficulties, but amazing results,
because if you are here and applauded so much
it means that we didn't do wrong, no, that he wasn't wrong.
and a thank you to operafish, who helped us with some songs