Opera title: | Il Trovatore |
Composer: | Giuseppe Verdi |
Language: | Italian |
Synopsis: | Il Trovatore Synopsis |
Libretto: | Il Trovatore Libretto |
Translation(s): | English Deutsch |
Type: | aria |
Role(s): | Leonora |
Voice(s): | Soprano |
Act: | 4.02 |
| Previous scene: | Vanni..lasciami |
| Next scene: | Miserere d'un alma gia vicina |
1989 Met Opera Timor di me ?...sicura, Afraid of me ?...sure,
presta è la mia difesa. ready is my defence.
I suoi occhi figgonsi ad una gemma His eyes are attracted by a stone
che le fregia la mano destra. she wears on her right hand.
In quest' oscura Wrapped in the dark
notte ravvolta, presso a te io son, night, I am near you,
e tu nol sai...Gemente and you don't know it...
aura che intorno spiri, Wailing wind,
deh, pietosa gli arreca carry to him, mercifully, my sighs...
i miei sospiri...
D' amor sull' ali rosee On the rosy wings of love,
vanne, sospir dolente: go, pained sighs:
del prigioniero misero go to alleviate the sick mind
conforta l' egra mente... of the wretch that lies imprisoned...
Com' aura di speranza Like a breeze of hope
aleggia in quella stanza: linger in that room:
lo desta alle memorie, wake him up to remembrance,
ai sogni dell'amor! to dreams of love!
Ma deh! non dirgli improvvido, Yet do not imprudently
le pene del mio cor! reveal the woes of my heart!
Timor di me ?...sicura,
presta è la mia difesa.
I suoi occhi figgonsi ad una gemma
che le fregia la mano destra.
In quest' oscura
notte ravvolta, presso a te io son,
e tu nol sai...Gemente
aura che intorno spiri,
deh, pietosa gli arreca
i miei sospiri...
D' amor sull' ali rosee
vanne, sospir dolente:
del prigioniero misero
conforta l' egra mente...
Com' aura di speranza
aleggia in quella stanza:
lo desta alle memorie,
ai sogni dell'amor!
Ma deh! non dirgli improvvido,
le pene del mio cor!
Afraid of me ?...sure,
ready is my defence.
His eyes are attracted by a stone
she wears on her right hand.
Wrapped in the dark
night, I am near you,
and you don't know it...
Wailing wind,
carry to him, mercifully, my sighs...
On the rosy wings of love,
go, pained sighs:
go to alleviate the sick mind
of the wretch that lies imprisoned...
Like a breeze of hope
linger in that room:
wake him up to remembrance,
to dreams of love!
Yet do not imprudently
reveal the woes of my heart!

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