PART ONE - Jerusalem
Thus said the Lord:
"Behold, I give this city into the hand of the king of Babylon;
he will burn it with fire. "(Jeremiah XXXII)
Jerusalem: interior of the temple of Solomon.
Jews, Levites and Jewish Virgins
The festive furnishings down fall shattered,
the populace of Judas of mourning s'ammanti!
Minister of wrath of the disdained Nume
the rege of Assyria on us already fell!
The atrocious howl of barbaric hosts
in the santo delùbro del Nume thunder!
The white veils, maidens, torn,
the suppliant arms shouting upliftments;
the living prayer of an innocent lip
it is sweet scent that rises to the Lord.
Pray, girls! ... In you at the fair
enemy phalanx seize the furor!
Everyone prostrates on the ground
Gran Nume, flying on the wind,
that the folgor sprisons from the shivering limbs,
disperse, destroy Assyrians,
David's daughter returns to joy!
PecChammo! ... But in heaven our prayers
ottengan pietade, forgive the fallir! ...
Deh! the wicked do not cry, boldly blasphemous:
JEWS and LEVIES
"Is the God of Israel hidden by theme?"
Do not let your children become prey
of a madman who despises the eternal power!
do not sit on the Davidic throne
among the foolish idols the Assyrian stranger!
They stand up
Zechariah, Fenena, Anna, and sayings
holding Fenena by the hand
Hope, or children! God of his being able to sign
He drew in my power
a precious pledge;
pointing to Fenena
of the enemy king offspring
peace can come to us.
A sunny day
maybe for us it came out!
Brake to fear! v'affidi
of God the eternal aita.
Of Egypt there on the shores
He gave Moses life;
of Gideon the hundred
invites Ei made one day ...
Who in the extreme event
trusting in Him perished?
Happy day etc.
Brake to fear! etc.
Who in the extreme etc.
Oh, cry out
Ishmael (with some Jewish Warriors), and sayings.
Assyrian the king advances;
It is as if you are challenging the whole world
in the fair his boldness!
JEWS and LEVIES
Pria la vita ...
heaven will desire the example to burn:
of Son on the ruins
the stranier will not pose.
delivering Fenena to Ismaele
The first among the Assyrians
I trust you.
Oh God, pity!
Like a shiny night,
like dust in the wind,
you will disappear in the great trial,
god of Belo menzogner.
You, d'Abraham mighty God,
to fend with us descend;
in your servants a breath light
that it is death to the stranier.
Like night etc.
Like night etc.
They all go out, less Fenena and Ismaele
Ismaele and Fenena
Fenena !! ... Or my beloved!
In the day of revenge
who ever of love spoke?
Poor! oh how
more beautiful or fulgi in my eyes then
that in the Babylon ambasciador of Judah
I came! You brought me
from prigion with your grave peril,
neither did you envy and cruel
your nun's vigil,
that me of furious love
Deh! that you remember! ... Slave
or here I am! ...
But open the path
I want freedom!
Woe! ... Breach
now a sacred duty!
Come! … You too
you broke it for me ... Come! my chest
to you the road will hatch in a thousand ...
Abigaille (with some Warriors), and sayings.
While Ishmael does to open a secret door,
enter the sword in his hand Abigaille,
followed by some Babylonian warriors hidden in Hebrew robes
Warriors, the temple is taken! ...
FENENA and ISMAELE
Abigaille !! ...
Abigaille suddenly stops to notice the two lovers, then with a bitter grin she tells Ishmael:
Prode guerrier! love
Do you know the weapons?
D'Assira woman in core
fill that flame or parmi!
What God saves you? Talamo
the grave to you will be ...
of my vengeance the lightning
on you suspended is already!
After a short break he takes Ishmael's hand and says to him in a low voice:
I loved you! ... the kingdom and the core
for your core I gave I would have!
A fury is this love,
life or death and can give you.
Ah! if you love me, I could still
your popol save!
Ah no! ... life I abandon you,
but my core can I do;
of my fate I am happy,
I do not know how to tremble for myself.
But I can cry for you
for my people to speak.
Ah! I already call you, I already hear you,
God true of Israel:
not for me in the fiercness
my prayer is commanding you.
Oh protect my brother,
and damn me to lagrimar!
I loved you etc.
But you can etc.
Women, Jewish men, Levites, Warriors who, apart from each other, enter the temple without succumbing to the aforementioned,
then Zaccaria and Anna
Did you see it? ... Fulminating
he bursts into the bush!
Bloody, raising the brando
he comes this time!
De 'guerrieri in vain the chest
offer shield to the holy temple!
From the Lord he is cursed
praying, our crying!
WOMEN, LEVITI and OLD
Oh happy who died
before this was it!
Here is the rege! on the steed
towards the temple he walks,
like swirling that black
it draws everywhere ruin.
Oh boldness! ... nor does it descend
from the ferocious corridor!
Ahi misfortune! who defends
now the temple of the Lord?
he goes forward with his warriors in disguise and shouts:
Shout in the interior
Whom did the step of fulfillment open?
pointing to the disguised Babylonians
Mentita dresses! ...
It is vain
pride ... the king advances!
They break into the temple and the Babylonian Warriors spread throughout the scene.
Nabucco appears on the edge of the temple on horseback
What are you trying? ...
Oh tremble, insane!
This is God's room!
Of God that you speak?
he runs to take Fenena, and raising a dagger towards her to Nabucco:
that you profane the temple,
your daughter's mess
this pugnal will do!
Nabucco comes down from his horse
(You pretend, and my anger
the stronger it will burst.
Tremin the insane of my fury!
all victims will fall omai! ...
In bloodshed between cries and lai
the wicked Sonne will have to run!)
Father, pietade you speak to the core!
close to death for you here they are!
Forgiveness falls on the unhappy
and your daughter will save!
(The rush of my fury
new hope that shines on me;
she, who alone is well in contention,
sacred to revenge perhaps it will fall!)
ISMAELE, ZACCARIA and EBREI
(You who owe your heart to your mind
turn, O great Nume, succor us,
look at your children,
that is already ready for chains!)
The impious Sonne etc.
In bloodshed etc.
Or won, the boss on the ground!
The vincitor is me.
I called him in the war,
but did your God come?
Theme has of me: resist me,
foolish, who will ever be able?
raising the dagger on Fenena
Iniquitous, aim! victim
This is the first one I faint:
thirsty do you have blood? pour it
your daughter's breasts!
suddenly stops the dagger, and Fenena runs into her father's arms
love will save you!
with fierce joy
My furor, no longer forced,
make the vanquished atrocious havoc;
to the Babylonians
looted, burn the temple,
pity the crime!
Of the mothers in vain the breast
shield to the little ones will be.
This damn popul
it will be taken out of the earth,
but the love that makes me war
maybe he will be extinguished?
If the heart can affection,
I pay the hate almen will be!
ANNA, FENENA and ISMAELE
Shagreen, ardent affection
on his / my eyelash an extended veil!
Ah the love that yes / lit me
him / me of opprobrio will cover!
Oh, do not be cursed
the unhappy one, out of pity! Zechariah and Hebrews
From the six people rejetto,
of betrayed brothers!
your name of horror,
be the opprobri of every age!
"Oh flee the cursed",
earth and sky will cry!
SECOND PART - The wicked
That's ...! the turbo of the Lord has gone out will fall on the head of the wicked. (Jeremiah XXX)
Apartments in the Abigaille Palace
he comes out impetuously, having a card in his hands
Well I received you, or fatal written! … within
badly the rege was hidden from you, so it was me
of scorn! ... Abigail offspring of slaves!
Ebben! ... be such! Di Nabucco daughter,
what Assyrian believes me,
what am I here? ... worse than slave! The throne
entrusts the rege to the minor Fenena,
as between the exterminating weapons of Judea
the soul intends! ... Me the love of others
send from the field to here mirar! ... Oh unfair
all, and more crazy still! ... d'Abigaille
you do not know the core ...
On all my fury
you will see! … Oh yes! fall Fenena ...
the fake father! … The kingdom! ...
On myself, ruin, or fatal disdain!
I too opened up one day
I had the heart to joy;
all talk to me around
hear of holy love;
he cried to others,
suffer from others to the duol;
ah! who of the lost enchantment
do you come back to me one day?
The High Priest of Belo, Magi, Great of the Kingdom, is said
Who do you go?
he showed himself to my eyes!
Oh! what narri? ...
Empia is Fenena,
send the Jews free; ...
... this cursed mob
who will be able to brake?
The power awaits you ...
Everything is ready already.
GRAND PRIEST, MAGI AND GREAT OF THE KINGDOM
We already have fame
how the king fell into the war ...
you queen the popul calls
to save the Assyrian land.
Only one step ... it's your fate!
Have a look! ...
to the High Priest
I'm yours! it goes'! ...
Oh faithful, of you less
this woman will not be! ...
I am already ascending the golden throne
the bloody stool;
well, my revenge will know
from that fulminar seat.
That the scepter awaits me
all peoples will see,
ah! Here, daughters will come
the humble slave to beg.
GRAND PRIEST, MAGI AND GREAT OF THE KINGDOM
And Belo's revenge
with your will know tuonar.
I already go up etc.
GRAND PRIEST, MAGI AND GREAT OF THE KINGDOM
And of Belo etc.
Room in the Palace that answers in the back of other rooms. On the right a door leading to a gallery, on the left another door that communicates with the Regent's apartments. It's evening. The room is lit by a lamp.
he goes out with a Levite who carries the table of the Law
Come, or Levite! … The Saint
code bears! Of novel portento
God wants me minister! ... me servant sends,
for the glory of Israel,
the darkness tearing apart from an unbeliever.
You on the lips of seers
fulminasti, or supreme God!
To Assyria in strong accents
speak with my lip!
And of songs sacred to you
every temple will sound;
over the broken idols
your law will rise.
Enter with Levita in the Fenena apartments
Levites, who come cautiously from the door to the right, then Ishmael who appears from the bottom
What do you want? who ever calls us
or at night in doubt on the spot?
The Pope wants you ...
Flee! … it goes'!
Cursed by the Lord!
The accursed has no brothers ...
he has no mortal but favels for him!
Wherever there arises hard lamentation
the wind carries it to his ears!
On his forehead like lightning
the divine fatal brand pours out!
The poison is in vain to the lip, in vain
in vain the stabnal vibrates in vain!
For the sake of the living God
from the anathema cease!
Terror makes me demented!
Oh! death for mercy!
The accursed etc.
Ah! death etc.
Fenena, Anna, Zaccaria and the Levite who bears the table of the Law
Oh brothers, forgive!
He saved a Jewish Jew.
Oh! what narri?
LORD! … Is truth!
But what arises riot!
ISMAELE, ZACCARIA and LEVITI
Oh! ciel! what a fia!
The old Abdallo, and said
Woman regal! ... Deh flee! ... unhappy cry
announces my death to my king!
Flee! ... The people call or Abigaille,
and they condemn.
Oh what's late? ...
I do not live here! ... in the midst of the accomplishments
rebels will run ...
ISMAELE, ABDALLO, ZACCARIA and LEVITI
Stop! Oh misfortune!
The High Priest of Belo, Abigaille, Great, Magi, People, Babylonian women
Glory to Abigaille!
Death to the Jews!
That crown or make!
Pria I will die ...
Nabucco, who has opened the way amid the turmoil, throws himself between Abigaille and Fenena; he takes the crown, and afterwards he cries out to Abigaille:
Take it from my boss!
The instant is approached
of a fatal wrath;
on the mute semblants
the terror is already coming!
the lightning around
already hatch the wings! ...
they are preparing one day
of mourning and squallor!
S'oda or me! ... Babylonians,
throw your God to the ground!
Traitors he has rendered to you,
he wanted to get to my power;
fell yours, o foolish Jews,
fighting against me.
Listen to my sayings ...
There is only one Nume ... your king!
What I meant! ...
ZACCARIA and LEVITI
Ahi fool! ...
on the ground, bent down!
me Nume, you worship me!
Insane! on the ground, on the ground
fall your crazy pride ...
God for the crin seizes you,
the throne is already raping you ...
And do you dare so much?
to the Warriors
at the foot of the simulacrum
that old man is guided,
and pèra with his people ...
Jewish with their death.
You lie! ... Or unfair, proscribed al
I am Jewish!
taking her by the arm
Down! pay homage! ...
I am no longer king, I am God !!
Lightning bursts near the king; Nabucco seems to be driven by a supernatural force; eyes twinkle, and madness appears in all its features.
A profound silence happens to such turmoil
Oh, like heaven, vindice
the bold lightning!
Who takes away the royal scepter? ...
What is horrendous for me? ...
Who pines me, ohimè, grabs me? ...
who holds me? ... who will catch me?
who? who? ...
Oh! my daughter! ... and you still are
do not you succor to the weak side? ...
Ah ghosts I have only present ...
they are burning with burning flames!
The vermilion sky is blood
on my head he poured himself!
Ah! because, because on the edge
a tear came out?
Who supports me? ... I miss you! ...
The sky has punished the vantator!
gathering the crown fallen from the head of Nabucco
But of the people of Belo
the splendor is not extinguished!
PART THREE - Prophecy
The deserts of the deserts will have their room in Babylon together with the owls, and the upupe will live there. (Geremia LI)
Hanging gardens. Abigaille is on the throne. The Magi, the Great, are seated at her feet; next to the altar where the golden statue of Belo stands is the High Priest with his followers.
Babylonian women, people and soldiers
BABYLONIAN, PEOPLE and SOLDIERS WOMEN
It is Assyria a queen,
equal to Bel powerful in earth;
leads everywhere ruina
if stranger calls her to war:
or of peace among the contented,
worthy valor prize,
it will flow its laughing days
in joy and in love.
Eccelsa woman, that of Assyria the fate
wards, the listeners listen
of your trust! The wicked sons of Judah
they all perish, and first as a nun
to you nomar I do not dare ...
It Belo betrayed ...
He presents the sentence to Abigaille
What are you asking me! ...
Nabucco with shaggy beard and tattered robes presented on the scene.
The Guards, whose head is the old Abdallo, respectfully pass the step.
Abigaille, Nabucco, Abdallo
But who do you come forward? ... What audacious it breaks
the high ban mine? ... in his rooms
let's get the better! ...
always out of oneself
Who speaks ardor where is Nabucco?
Deh! Lord, follow me!
If you want me? Leave me! … This
the classroom is of the council ... Stay! … You do not see?
They're waiting for me ... The side
why do you support me? Weak are, it's true,
but woe if anyone knows! ... Vo 'believe me
always strong each ... Leave ... Well me
I will find my seat ...
He approaches the throne and is about to go up there
Who is she?
Oh what boldness!
coming down from the throne
Go out, or trust me!
Everyone withdraws, minus Nabucco and Abigaille
Nabucco and Abigaille
Woman, who are you? ...
of your seat here I came! ...
You? ... of my seat? Oh fraud!
Did you mention it from me? ...
Egro lay ... The people
shouts to the Jew rubello;
place the regal seal
to vote her dêi you!
He shows him the sentence
Death is sad here ...
What are you talking about? ...
A Rio pensier! ...
Hold on? ...
Arise, jubilant Jews!
raised hymns of glory
to your God! ...
What do I hear?
Caught by vil dismay,
Nabucco is not anymore!
Lie! To death, to death
all Israel is drawn!
He puts the seal and makes the card to Abigaille
Oh my happy fate!
The last degree is done!
Oh! ... but Fenena!
he gave himself to the false God.
He gives the card to two Guards who soon depart
It's my blood!
Niun can save her!
covering his face
Another daughter ...
O slave, to your lord!
Fool! ... here I wanted to wait for you! ...
I slave? I slave?
look for the sheet that attests the servile birth of Abigaille
Learn the ver.
drawing the sheet from the breast and cutting it into pieces
Such I give you, or miserable
, the menzogner sheet!
(Oh, what's worse than ever
this my crin hoary!
Invan the cold right
he runs fearful!
Ahi miserable veggie!
the shadow you are of the king)
(Oh of the ambitious glory
day you came!)
(The stalk is worth more
what a lost parent!
at the end the peoples will fall
of vile slave at the foot)
(Ouch miserable etc. )
(... they will fall at the foot etc. )
I hate myself in a trumpet sound
Oh what a sound!
Of death is sound
for the Jews you damned!
Guards, olà! ... cheated, I am!
Some Guards are introduced
O fool! ... and still contrasts?
I guarded these guards
for you alone, or prisoner!
Yup! ... of a slave
that despises your being!
Deh pardon, deh pardon
to a father who raves!
My daughter gives me back,
do not take the parent!
You queen, you lady
call the Assyrian people;
this veglio does not beg
that the life of his cor.
Go out! you ask me for peace,
do not move the late crying;
you were not, or daring,
in serbarmi to disonor.
Ah forgive! ...
Deh forgives etc.
Me does not move etc.
Go out! In vain!
Oh vedran if this slave
the royal mantle is bad!
Oh vedran I disfigured
the splendor of Assyria!
Deh forgives etc.
The banks of the Euphrates
Jews chained and forced to work
Go, thought, on the golden ground;
go, it puts you on the clivi, on the hills,
where they oil tepid and soft
the sweet natures of natal soil!
From the Jordan the shores greet,
of Sonne the towers landed ...
Oh my homeland so beautiful and lost!
Oh dear and fatal memoir!
Harp d'or of the fateful vati,
why does it change from the willow slopes?
The memories in the chest collect,
it favors us of the time that was!
Or similar to Sòlima ai fati
hear a sound of raw lamentation,
or let the Lord inspire you a concentation
that infuses it to suffer virtue!
Zaccaria and sayings
Oh who's crying? of fake females
who raises complaints to the Lord?
Oh rise up, anguished brothers,
Mr. on my lips favors!
Of the future in the dark discernment ...
the unworthy chain is here! ...
Piomb already on the perfidious arena
of the lion of Judah the fury!
To pose on the skulls, on the bone
here will come the jene, the snakes,
between the poles with a touched aura
a fatal silence will reign!
Only the owl his sad lamentations
will explain when the evening comes ...
no stone where the highland rose
Babylon to the stranger will say!
Oh what a fire in the venous whale!
Mr. on your lips favors!
Yes, the unworthy chain is broken,
the value is already shaken by Judas!
Niuna stone etc.
PART FOUR - The broken idol
Bel is confused: his idols
they are broken into pieces. (Jeremiah XLVIII)
Apartment in the Royal Palace, as in Part Two
Nabucco is seated on a seat, and finds himself immersed in deep sopor
waking up all panting
But these are my members! ... Ah! between leselve
it will not fade away
almost fair chased?
Ah dream and it was ... terrible dream!
the war cry! ... Oh, my sword!
My destrier, who strives for battles
almost girl dancing!
Oh my gods! ... Sonne,
the superb city, here, towers ...
be ours, fall to ashes!
Oh on the lips of my trust the name
of the daughter resounds! There! She flows
among the warrior files!
He looks out of the window
Alas! ... do I see?
Why do the hands of chains have a belt? ...
Fenena to death!
Thunders and lightnings.
Nabucco's face takes another expression; he runs to the door and, finding it closed, shouts:
Ah, prisoner I am!
He returns to the lodge, keeps his gaze fixed on the public street, then he touches his forehead and exclaims:
God of the Jews, forgiveness!
God of Judah! ... the ara, the temple
to you sacred, they will rise ...
Please take me off my breath
and my rites will I shun.
You listen to me! ... already of the example
enlightened is the egra mind!
God true, omnipotent,
adore you all I will know.
He gets up and goes to open the door violently
Door fatal, oh you'll open! ...
Abdallo, Babylonian warriors, and said
where do you run?
Let me …
Go out you long
why do you insult each one of your offended mind?
Oh we all here are in your defense!
What are you talking about? … The mind
or more is not lost ... Abdallo, the brando,
the brando your ...
surprised and joyfully
To conquer the throne
here it is, o king! ...
Salvar Fenena I want.
ABDALLO and WARRIORS
Cadran, the treacherous ones will fall
like locusts on the ground!
For you vedrem shine
over Assyria the sol!
O my gods, follow me,
the day opens to mind;
King of Assyria I return!
of this brando to lightning
the wicked will fall to the ground;
all vedrem shine
of my crown to the sun.
ABDALLO and WARRIORS
... vedrem rifulgere etc.
Hanging gardens, as in Part Three
Zechariah, Anna, Fenena, the Priest of Belo, Magi, Hebrews, Guards, People
The Priest of Belo is under the peristyle of the temple near an expiatory halt on the sides of which there are two sacrificers armed with axes. A gloomy and gloomy music announces the arrival of Fenena and of the Jews condemned to death; Fenena enters surrounded by the Guards and the Magi. Arrived in the middle of the scene, she stops and kneels in front of Zechariah
Go: the palm of martyrdom,
go, conquer, or young girl;
the exile was too long;
Heaven is your homeland! ... hurry up!
Oh, it is the firmament!
To the Lord the spirant yearns ...
He laughed at me, and a hundred and a hundred
gaudi eterni to me unveils!
O splendor of the bands, goodbye!
Me of light radiates God!
Already from the fral, which here spikes,
flees the alma and flies to heaven!
What a cry this is!
The ritual is performed!
Nabucco, running with unsheathed sword, followed by Guerrieri and Abdallo
Empi, stop! The fatal idol,
guerrier, frangete which polvere to the sulol.
The idol falls shattered by himself
Ah, Israello returns,
return to the joys of the patrio suol!
Come to your new temple Nume ...
It's just great, it's strong Ei sol!
The wicked tyrant Ei fe 'demente,
of the repentant king of peace to the sen ...
d'Abigaille disturbed the mind,
so that the iniqua be poison!
It's just great, it's strong Ei sol! ...
Daughter, adoremlo prostrated to the sol.
who does not hear you?
who is not dust
in front of you?
You spread an iris? ...
Everything is smiling.
You vibrate lightning? ...
The most is not.
They stand up
Enter Abigaille supported by two Warriors
Oh! who do I see?
The miser a
what do you get here or here?
On me ... dying ... lifeless ...
descend ... your forgiveness!
Fenena! I was guilty ...
Punished ... or well I am!
they loved each other ...
trust them in you! ...
Or ... who removes me from the iron
pondo of my crime!
to the Jews
Ah! you said, or people:
"Raises God the afflicted".
I call you ... you God ... I venerate you ...
do not curse me ...
"Raise God ..."
... do not curse me ...
It falls and dies
Serving in Jehovah,
you will be king! ...