Ite sul colle. O Druidi

English Libretto or Translation:

SACRED FOREST OF THE DRUIDS

OROVESO
To the hills, o Druids,
To watch over the Heavens;
When the new moon reveals
Her silver disk,
With the first smile
Of her virgin face...
Let the mystic priestly gong
Sound its triple signal....

DRUIDS
Will Norma come
To cut the sacred mistletoe?

OROVESO
She will.
Yes she will. Yes. Yes.

DRUIDS
Will Norma come?

OROVESO and CHORUS of DRUIDS
Inspire her, O terrible God,
With Thy prophetic spirit;
Inspire her, O Irminsul,
With hate and anger against the Romans,
That this peace, fatal to us,
May be broken, yes.

OROVESO
Yes, God will speak in anger,
From these ancient oaks;
He will free this land
Of the hated Roman eagles.
The sound of his mighty shield,
Like the crash of thunder,

OROVESO and CHORUS of DRUIDS
In the cities of Caesar,
Shall echo at last...

ALL
O moon, hasten, rise!
Norma will come to the altar...