Eri tu che macchiavi quell'anima

English Libretto or Translation:

Renato
[left the iron, pointing to it, without looking at it, a doorway]
Stand up, there your son
I'll see you again. In the shadows
And in the silence, there,
Your redness and my shame hide.
[Amelia exits]
It's not about her, in her
Fragile chest that hit me.
Other, quite another blood to terger
The offense! ... [staring at the picture] Your blood!
- My iron will not be late
Everything to pour it from your false core:
My avenger's tears!

And it is you who caressed that soul,
The delight of my soul ...
What you trust and suddenly execrable
The universe poisons for me!
Traitor! that in this way they will regain
Of your first friend, the fè!
Or lost sweets! Or memories
Of an embrace that never gets away! ...
When Amelia is so beautiful, so candid
On my breast shone with love! ...
It's over - it does not sit that hate,
And death on the widower cor!