live Munich 1995
Piangete voi? donde tal pianto?
Al dolce guidami castel natio...
Coppia iniqua, l'estrema vendetta...
Are you weeping? whence such tears?.
This is a wedding day. The King awaits me...the altar is lit up
and bedecked with flowers. Quickly, give me
my white cloak; decorate my hair
with my crown of roses...Don't let Percy know of it...
The King demands it.
Oh! What sad memories!
Oh! Who is mourning?
Oh What sad memories!
Oh! who is mourning?
Who spoke of Percy?...Don't let me see him.
Let me hide from his gaze. It is no use. He is coming...
He accuses me...he decries me. Oh! forgive me...
I am unhappy. Take me from this extreme misery.
Are you smiling? Oh joy! Don't let me die,
don't let me die alone.
Guide me to the sweet mansion of my birth,
to the green plane-trees
to the quiet river,
that still murmers
with our sighs.
There, I forget
the streams of anguish,
give me back one day
of my early years,
just one day
of our love.
Who can see her dry eyed
in such anguish, in such mourning
and not feel their heart break?
The sound of drums can be heard. The guards present themselves. Hervey and the courtiers.
What is that gloomy sound?... what do I see?...
Hervey, the guards?
(observes them attentively. Awakes from her trance)
(to the guards)
Go, let the prisoners
be brought from their cells.
Oh! You shake me from my trance
at such a moment, O Heaven!
To what are you awakening me...
From various prisons come Rochefort, Percy and then finally Smeton.
ROCHEFORT & PERCY
And you, Percy! for me, for me you are dying!
I alone ruined you, curse me...
(coming forward and kneeling at Anna's feet)
(he draws back as if terrified and covers his face with his cloak)
Ah yes...I am...let me go down
into the shadows with that name, I let myself
be seduced by the King. I accused you believing
I would save your life, and I was pushed to lie
by an insane desire, a hope, which I have held
repressed in my heart for a whole year.
Smeton! Come here.
Get up, what are you doing? Why don't you tune your harp?
Who cut its cords?
Smeton is still on his knees; she raises him.
What is she saying?
She returns to her delirium.
They convey a low sound
like the groan cut short
of a heart that dies...it is my broken heart
which sighs its last prayer to Heaven.
Hear it, all of you.
ROCHEFORT, PERCY & SMETON
Oh! cruel torment!
Heaven: grant repose at last
to my long pangs
and at least let these last heartbeats
be ones of hope.
Let her final delirium
be prolonged, merciful Heaven;
let her beautiful spirit
rise up to your bosom.
Cannon shots are heard in the distance and the ringing of bells. Anna comes to, little by little.
Who awoke me? Where am I? What do I hear?
A festive sound? what could it be? tell me..
The Queen is acclaimed
by a happy people...
There lacks, alas, there lacks only the blood of Anna
to complete the crime, and it will be spilt.
(she falls into the arms of her ladies)
Heaven! Spare her wounded heart this blow
which she cannot bear.
False couple, I do not call down
the final vengeance in this terrible hour;
I go down into the open grave which awaits me
with pardon on my lips,
May they obtain mercy and favour for me
in the presence of a God of pity.
Unfortunate woman...she faints...She is dying!
The sheriffs appear to take the prisoners. Rochefort, Smeton and Percy go to meet them and indicating Ann
The victim is already sacrificed.