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Come innocente giovane

Opera details:

Opera title:

Anna Bolena

Composer:

Gaetano Donizetti

Language:

Italian

Synopsis:

Anna Bolena Synopsis

Libretto:

Anna Bolena Libretto

Translation(s):

English Deutsch

Aria details:

Type:

aria

Role(s):

Anna Bolena

Voice(s):

Soprano

Act:

1.06

Previous scene: Deh! non voler costringere
Next scene: Legger potessi in me

Renata Scotto: Donizetti - Anna Bolena, 'Come, innocente giovane'

Singer: Renata Scotto

Renata Scotto (born 24 February 1934) is an Italian soprano and opera director. Recognized for her sense of style, musicality and as a remarkable singer-actress, Scotto is considered one of the preeminent singers of her generation, specializing in the bel canto repertoire with excursions into the verismo and Verdi repertoires. Since retiring from the stage as a singer in 2002, she has turned successfully into directing opera as well as teaching in Italy and America, along with academic posts at the Accademia Nazionale di Santa Cecilia in Rome and the Juilliard School in New York...

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Libretto/Lyrics/Text/Testo:

ANNA
(Come, innocente giovane,
Come m'hai scosso il core!
Son calde ancor le ceneri
Del mio primiero amore!
Ah! non avessi il petto
Aperto ad altro affetto
Io non sarei sì misera,
Nel vano mio splendor.)
agli astanti
Ma poche omai rimangono
Ore di notte, io credo.

GIOVANNA
L'alba è vicina a sorgere...

ANNA
Signori, io vi congedo.
È vana speme attendere.
Che omai più giunga il Re.
Andiarn. Seymour.

si appoggia a lei

GIOVANNA
Che v'agita?

English Libretto or Translation:

ANNA:
(How that innocent boy,
how he has shaken my heart!
The ashes of my first love
are still warm!
Ah! if my heart was not open
to another attachment,
I would not be so unhappy
in this vain splendour of mine.)

(to the onlookers)

But little remains of the night now
I believe.

CHORUS:
Dawn is close to breaking…

ANNA:
Sirs, I give you your leave.
It is vain to wait in hope any more
that the King will come now.
Let us go, Seymour.

(leans towards her)

JANE:
What troubles you?

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