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Sta nell ircana pietrosa tana

Opera details:

Opera title:

Alcina

Composer:

Georg Handel

Language:

Italian

Synopsis:

Alcina Synopsis

Libretto:

Alcina Libretto

Translation(s):

English

Aria details:

Type:

aria

Role(s):

Ruggiero

Voice(s):

Mezzo-Soprano

Act:

3.09

Previous scene: Tutto d'armate squadre
Next scene: Vanne tu secco ancora

Sta nell'ircana pietroso tana - Ann Hallenberg LIVE in Versailles - Alcina - Handel

Singer(s): Karina Gauvin Delphine Galou Ann Hallenberg

Opéra Royal de Versailles
12 June 2012

Conductor Christophe Rousset
Les Talens Lyriques

Alcina Karina Gauvin
Ruggiero Ann Hallenberg
Bradamante Delphine Galou
Morgana Monica Piccinini
Oronte Emiliano Gonzalez-Toro
Melisso Olivier Lallouette
Oberto Erika Escriba


Aria RUGGIERO
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Sta nell'Ircana pietrosa tana
tigre sdegnosa, e incerta pende,
se parte, o attende il cacciator.

Dal teso strale guardar si vuole;
ma poi la prole lascia in periglio.
Freme e l'assale desio di sangue,
pietà del figlio; poi vince amor.
**********
In a stony lair in Hyrcania, there lurks
an angry tigress; she hesitates, uncertain
whether to flee or await the hunter.

She longs to save herself from the arrow's thrust
but this would leave her offspring undefended.
She shudders and is assailed both by lust for blood
and fear for her young, but love triumphs.
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Libretto/Lyrics/Text/Testo:

RUGGIERO
Partir da te, mio ben, alma molesta.

Sta nell'Ircana pietrosa tana
tigre sdegnosa, e incerta pende,
se parte, o attende
il cacciator.

Dal teso strale
guardar si vuole;
ma poi la prole
lascia in periglio.
Freme e l'assale
desio di sangue,
pietà del figlio;
poi vince amor.

English Libretto or Translation:

RUGGIERO
I'll leave from you, my good, alma molesta.

It is in the stony Iracana lair
disgruntled tiger, and uncertain slopes,
if he leaves, or waits
the cacciator.

From the strained strale
look at you want;
but then the offspring
leave in the wild.
Freme and the axle
desio of blood,
pity of the son;
then he wins love.



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Anthology of Italian Opera: Mezzo-Soprano

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