O patria o cara patria

English Libretto or Translation:

A charming valley near Palermo. To the right, flowery and scattered hills of cedars and orange trees, on the left the Chapel of Santa Rosalia, at the bottom of the sea. Two men arrive in a raft and earn the shore; the fisherman who leads it goes away.

PROCIDA
only
O fatherland, dear motherland, I see you in the end!
The exile greets you
After such a long absence;
Your flourishing soil
Kiss, and love again
I give my vote to you, with the arm and the core!
O you, Palermo, adored land,
Of my green years - laughter of love,
Raise your forehead so outraged,
Your recovery - primier splendor!
I asked to foreign countries,
Ramingai for castella and city:
But, insensitive to fervid spurs,
Respond with vain pity! -
Sicilians! where is the prisca valor?
Come on, rise to victory, to honor!

Manfredo and several companions of Procida land on boats and descend from the hill to the right, and circle fans

To our credit nuncio
Fly of my coming,
And of the hope that in their heart I place.
You go in the track of Arrigo: and he anticipates
to another
And the Duchess again,
That here both I wait for them and in a short time!

The two leave, the others are around Procida

In the shadows and in the silence
Revenge is more certain;
He does not fear and does not wait for her
The barbarian oppressor.
Holy love; that in me favelli,
Speak to the heart of my brothers;
Arrived is the so much duolo,
The great time alfin sounded!
Except both the beloved soil,
Then glad I will die!

CHOIR
in a low voice
In the shadows and in the silence
Revenge is more certain;
He does not fear and does not wait for her
The barbarian oppressor.

PROCIDA
Matches - silence,
Prudence and ardir!

CHOIR
Let's start - silence,
Prudence and ardir!
depart

PROCIDA