Tosca che non mi veda

English Libretto or Translation:

SCARPIA
to himself
It's all clear now
The Sacristan's food
Became Angelotti's booty!
sees Tosca, who enters in haste
Tosca? She must not see me.
hides behind the column with the basin of Holy Water
Iago had a handkerchief, and I a fan
To drive a jealous lover to distraction!

TOSCA
runs towards the scaffold sure of finding Cavaradossi, and is taken aback on not seeing him there
Mario! Mario!

SACRISTAN
at the foot of the scaffold
The painter Cavaradossi? Who knows
Where the heretic is
And with whom?
He's slipped away, evaporated
By his own witchcraft.

he slips away

TOSCA
Deceived? No …
He could not betray me!

SCARPIA
circling the column, he advances towards the astonished Tosca. Dips his fingerin the basin, and offers her the Holy Water. Bells sound outside, summoning the faithful to the church
DivineTosca,
My hand awaits
Your delicate hand,
Not out of idle gallantry,
But to offer Holy Water.

TOSCA
touching Scarpias hand and crossing herself
Thank you, Sir!

Slowly the central knave of the church fills with the faithful - people of every station, rich and poor, townsmen and peasants, soldiers and beggars. Then a Cardinal, with the head of the Convent, who proceeds to the main altar. Before that altar, the crowd jams into the central nave.

SCARPIA
It is a noble example
That you give, Tosca;
Filled with holy zeal, you draw
From Heaven the mastery of art
To revive the faith of men.

TOSCA
distraught and preoccupied
You are too kind.

SCARPIA
Pious women are so rare …
Your life is the stage …
significantly
Yet you come to church to pray.

TOSCA
surprised
What do you mean?

SCARPIA
And you are not
As other strumpets are
points to the portrait
Who have the dress and face of Magdalene
And come to scheme in love.

TOSCA
at once aroused
What? In love? Your proof!

SCARPIA
showing her the fan
Is this a painter's tool?

TOSCA
grabbing it
A fan! Where was it?

SCARPIA
There on the scaffold. Obviously
Somebody surprised the lovers,
And she lost her feathers in her flight!

TOSCA
studying the fan
The crown! The crest! It’s the Attavanti's!
Oh prophetic doubt!

SCARPIA
to himself
I've hit the mark!