"Be alert!" "Be watchful and await the Count." "As for him, Beneath the Balcony of his Beloved he spends his nights." "Jealousy gnaws at his Breast like venomous serpents." "The troubadour, whose song rings nightly through the gardens, he fears as a rival." "And rightly so." "To drive the sleep from our heavy eyelids, tell us the true story of Garcia, our Count's Brother." "I will." "Gather around me." "Tell us, too!" "Listen, listen." "The good Count di Luna was the proud father of two sons." "The devoted nurse of the younger slept By his cradle." "One fine morning, at the Break of day, she opened her eyes, and whom did she find Beside this child?" "Who?" "Tell us!" "Who was it?" "A foul gypsy, a grim old hag!" "She was wearing the symbols of witchcraft!" "Her sullen face, with its gloomy, Bloodshot eyes, was fixed upon the Boy." "The nurse was gripped with horror, and let forth a shrill scream." "In less time than it takes to tell, the servants rushed into the room." "And with threats, shouts and Blows   they drove out the hag who had dared to enter." "They were rightly moved to anger, for the mad hag provoked it." "She claimed she only wanted to tell the child's fortune." "The liar!" "A creeping fever consumed the poor Boy's health." "Deathly pale, frail and weary, he shivered all night." "The day found him whining pitifully." "A spell had Been cast on him!" "The witch was pursued, captured and condemned to the stake." "But she left a cursed daughter to Be the instrument of horrible vengeance." "This fiend committed an unspeakable deed." "The child disappeared, and one found, in the smoldering embers of the very place where, days earlier, the witch had Been Burned ..." "Alas, one found the half-charred Bones of a child," "still smoldering." "Oh, wicked, inhuman woman!" "This deed fills me with hatred and horror." "And the father?" "He lived only for a few more mournful days." "Yet an unknown foreboding of the heart told him that his son was not dead." "As his death came nearer, he had our master take an oath to never give up the search." "All in vain!" "And nothing more was ever heard of her?" "Nothing more." "Ah, if only I were allowed to track her down one day!" "But would you recognize her?" "After all the years which have passed, I'd still recognize her!" "It would Be about time to send her to meet her mother in Hell!" "In Hell?" "'Tis said that it still resides on the Earth, the lost soul of that wicked witch!" "And when the skies darken, she shows herself in different forms." "It is true!" "Some have seen her on the rooftops." "She's changed into a Bird of prey, a raven, or most often into an owl, taking flight at the Break of dawn." "The servant of the Count died after stiking the gypsy in the face!" "He died of fear!" " He died!" "She appeared in the form of an owl in the peace of his own room!" " An owl!" "With a shining eye she stared at him, and pierced the sky with a fatal scream." " She stared!" "Just then it rang midnight." "Damn that fiendish witch!" "Why are you still here?" "The hour is late." "Come!" "The Countess desires your presence, I'll have you know." "Yet another night without seeing him!" "You nurture a dangerous flame in you." "How and where did you first feel the spark?" "At the tournament." "There he appeared, in Black clothing and plumes, a Black sword and no coat of arms, the unknown knight, who was victorious in the joust." "I placed the wreath on the Brow of the victor." "Then civil war Broke out." "I never saw him again." "Like a fleeting vision of a golden dream!" "Thus passed a long time." "But then ..." "What happened?" "Listen:" "It was a peaceful and quiet night, and in the clear night sky shone Beautifully the moon with its silver face." "Full and Bright ..." "Then sounded through the air, which until then had Been so silent, the sounds, so sweet and gentle, the sounds of a lute, accompanied By the melancholy song of a troubadour." "Verses of prayer and humility, like those of a man praying to God." "And one name was repeated over and over   my name!" "Eagerly I ran to the Balcony ... lt was he!" "He himself!" "I felt such joy, such that can only" "Be granted to angels." "To my heart, to my ecstatic gaze," "Earth Became Heaven itself ..." "All that you tell me fills my soul with unease!" "I tremble ..." "For naught!" " This mysterious man awakens in me a gloomy sense of foreboding." "Try to forget him!" "What do you say?" "Enough!" " Listen to the advice of a friend!" "Listen!" " Forget him!" "If you speak thus, you cannot understand my feelings." "My heart is aflame with a love for which there are no words, with a love that I alone know." "My heart is aflame." "I can fulfill my destiny" "By his side alone." "If I cannot live for that, then I will die for it!" "The night is still!" "The Countess is surely asleep," "But her lady is watchful!" "Oh Leonora, you are awake." "Thus says the flickering flame of the lamp at the window." "The flame of love kindles each and every fiber in me!" "I must see you, at once." "You must hear me!" "I'm coming." "This is our moment of rapture." "The troubadour!" "I'm trembling!" "Lonely upon the earth, at war with a cruel fate, my last hope is a heart," "a heart for the troubadour!" "What words!" "I'm trembling!" "But if he posesses that heart, so Beautiful in its pure faith ..." "What words!" "Oh, jealousy!" " ... then greater than any king," "greater is the troubadour!" "I was not mistaken." "She is coming!" "My Beloved!" " What shall I do?" "It's later than usual." "I counted every moment By the Beating of my heart!" "But at last, merciful love has led you to my arms." "Unfaithful one!" "That voice!" "Alas, in the darkness I was misled!" "I thought I spoke to you, not to him." "To you, for whom alone my heart seeks and yearns." "It is you I love, I swear, with infinite and eternal love!" "How dare you?" " l wish for nothing more!" "I'm Burning with rage!" " l love you!" " l wish for nothing more!" "Show yourself, if you are no coward!" "Alas!" " Reveal your name." " For Heaven's sake!" "Look at me then, I am Manrico." " You?" "What?" "You madman!" "You fool!" "A follower of Urgel, condemned to death, you dare to approach this royal palace?" "Why the delay?" "Go on, call the guards, and deliver your enemy to the headman's axe." "Your fateful hour is even closer yet, you madman!" "Come on!" " Count!" "You'll Be the victim of my wrath." " Please, stop this!" "Follow me." " Let's go." " What can I do?" "A cry from me might Be his ruin." "Hear me ..." "No!" "The fire of a scorned love Burns within me!" "Your Blood, oh wretch, can hardly extinguish it!" "Foolish woman, you dared tell him "l love you."" "And now he shall live no longer!" "The word you spoke condemned him to death!" "His proud anger is in vain, he shall fall Before my sword!" "The mortal, who inspires your love, is made invincible By that love!" "Let your anger fall upon the one who has slighted you." "Plunge your sword into this heart, for l cannot and will not love you." "Your Blood, oh wretch, can hardly extinguish the flame!" "Foolish woman, you dared tell him "l love you."" "And now he shall live no longer!" "His proud anger is in vain ..." " Sink your sword into this heart ..." "Look how the vast dome of heaven throws off the cloak of night." "Like a widow who at last casts off the Black rags she has Been wearing." "To work!" "To work!" "Give me the hammer!" "Who Brightens the gypsy's days?" "The gypsy girl!" "Pour me some." "Wine gives the Body and soul strength and courage." "Look, look how the sun's rays shine Brightly through the winecup!" "To work!" "To work!" "Who Brightens the gypsy's days?" "Who Brightens the gypsy's days?" "The gypsy girl!" "The fire is raging!" "The wild crowd rushes to the fire with a look of excitement." "Shouts of joy echo all around." "Surrounded By guards, a woman comes forward." "On their awful faces shines grimly the sinister light of the fire, which leaps up to heaven." "The fire is raging!" "It reaches out to the victim, dressed in Black, dishevelled and Barefoot." "Savage cries of death can Be heard, echoing from cliff to cliff!" "On their awful faces shines grimly the sinister light of the fire, which leaps up to heaven!" "That is a sad song you sing." "As sad as the ominous tale which it tells." ""Avenge me!"" "That mysterious word again!" "Comrades, the day grows old." "In order to seek Bread, let us descend to the next village." "Let's go!" "Who Brightens the gypsy's days?" "Who?" "Who?" "The gypsy girl!" "Now we're alone." "Come, tell me that ominous tale." "To think that you do not know it!" "But you were still young when ambition led you far away." "This story is about the Bitter end of your grandmother." "The haughty Count accused her of witchcraft." "He claimed she had cast a spell upon his son." "She was Burned at the stake, at that spot where the fire Burns." "Oh, the unfortunate woman!" "In chains she was led to face her terrible fate!" "With a child in my arms, I followed her, weeping." "I tried to make my way towards her," "But they would not let me through." "In vain the poor woman tried to stop and give me her Blessing." "Cursing her obscenely, and striking her with their lances, the wicked guards dragged her to the stake." "Then, in a Broken voice, she cried:" ""Avenge me!"" "These words echo forever in this heart of mine." "Did you avenge her?" "I managed to kidnap the Count's son and drag him here." "The flames were already Burning." "The flames?" "Heavens!" "Did you perhaps ...?" "He was distraught and in tears." "It nearly Broke my heart." "But then there appeared to my afflicted senses, as if in a dream, a tragic vision of dreadful figures." "The guards ... the execution!" "The mother with ashen face," "Barefoot and dishevelled!" "I hear that familiar cry:" ""Avenge me!"" "I reached out my trembling hand, seized the victim, dragged him to fire, and threw him in." "My fateful delirium passed, and the dreadful scene vanished." "Only the fire was still raging, consuming its prey!" "But when I looked around, there Before me lay the wicked Count's son!" "What are you saying?" " My own son ... lt was my own son that I had Burned!" "How horrible!" "My own son, it was my own son that I had Burned!" "How horrible!" "I can still feel my hair standing on end." "Then I am not your son?" "Who am I, then?" "You are my son!" "But you said ..." "Did I?" "Forget it!" "When that savage deed comes Back to me, my mind Becomes clouded, and foolish words come to me." "Have I not always Been a mother, a loving mother to you?" "How could I deny it?" "is it not thanks to me that you are alive now?" "Did I not come By night to the Battlefield of Pelilla, when they said you were dead, in order to Bury you?" "Did I not find a fleeting Breath of life in you, did I not tend to you with motherly affection?" "And what treatment did I not apply to heal your many wounds?" "Wounds which I received on that fateful day, and all of them in my Breast." "Of all the thousand who scattered, I alone stood my ground Before the enemy." "The wicked Count Luna pounced on me with his troops." "I fell, But I fell as a Brave man." "That was the thanks for the day when you spared the villain in Battle." "What strange pity for him Blinded your sight?" "Oh, Mother!" "I cannot explain it, even to myself." "Strange pity!" "He could not withstand the fury of my charge, and had already gone to the ground." "above him flashed my sword, ready to impale him." "Then some mysterious power held my arm Back, just as it was about to fall." "An icy chill suddenly made me freeze, while a voice from Heaven   cried out to me: "Strike not!"" "But in the heart of that ingrate, Heaven spoke no such word!" "Oh, if fate should grant you one more fight with that villain," "then carry out, my son, like a god, carry out my command!" "Thrust this sword to its hilt into the heart of that villain!" "Thrust this sword ..." " Yes, I swear, to its hilt, into the heart of that villain!" " ... into the heart of that villain!" "That is a signal sent By Ruiz." "Perhaps ..." ""Avenge me!"" "Approach." "Tell me, is there news from the Battle?" "This letter will tell you everything." ""We have taken Castellor." "By order of the prince, you are entrusted with its defence." "Make haste to come." "Misled to Believe the report of your death," "Leonora will take the veil in the Covent of the Cross tonight."" "For Heaven's sake!" "What is it?" "Go quickly down the hill and get me a horse." " At once." "Manrico!" " There's no time to lose." "Meet me at the foot of the hill!" " What now?" "To lose her!" "What torment!" "To lose that angel!" "He's Beside himself!" " Farewell." " No, stay." "Listen." " Let me go!" "Stay!" "I am the one talking to you!" "It is folly, in your weakened state, to go on such a wild and lonely road!" "You're mad, or do you want the wounds in your Breast to reopen?" "No, I cannot allow it." "Your Blood is my Blood, too!" "Every drop you spill is squeezed from my own heart." "One single moment can cost me my Beloved, my only hope!" "Neither Heaven nor Earth can stop me now." " Madman!" "Oh Mother, let me go." "You'll regret it if I stay!" "For you would see your son dead with grief at your feet!" "No, I cannot allow it." "You'll regret it if I stay!" "Stay!" " Let me go!" "Listen to me!" " To lose that angel ..." "All is deserted, not even the usual sounds of song can Be heard." "I have come in time." "You are taking a Bold step, my Lord." "Bold indeed, for fierce passion and injured pride demand it of me." "With my enemy dead, every obstacle to my desires seemed removed." "But now she erects a new and more powerful obstacle:" "the altar!" "Oh no!" "Leonora will not Belong to another!" "Leonora shall Be mine!" "The radiance of her smile puts the stars to shame." "The enchantment of her lovely face fills me with new courage." "Oh, may the love with which I Burn find words to plead my cause!" "May the light of a single glance calm the tempest in my heart ..." "That sound!" "Heavens!" "The Bell proclaims the solemn rite." "She must Be seized Before she reaches the altar!" "Careful!" " Silence!" "I will not listen." "Go!" "Conceal yourselves in the shadows of those trees!" "Soon she will Be mine!" "My entire Being is consumed By a fire." "Courage!" "Come, we must keep hidden here in the darkness!" "Courage!" "Come ..." "Silence!" "His will must Be obeyed!" "Oh hasten the moment of my fateful hour." "The joy which awaits me is not the joy of mortals!" "In vain does a jealous God oppose me as a rival to my love, for not even God can steal you, my Beloved, from me." "Courage!" " Not even God can steal you from me." "No, no ..." "Courage!" "Come, we must keep hidden here in the darkness ..." "Ah, if error has obscured my view, oh daughter of Eve, near to death you will see that all earthly hope was But a shadow, a dream, a shadow of a dream." "No, not even God can steal you, my Beloved, from me!" "Come, let the veil conceal you from all human gaze." "Here all earthly thoughts and feelings are cast aside." "Turn yourself towards Heaven, and Heaven will open itlself to you." "No, not even God can steal you, my Beloved, from me ..." "Turn yourself towards Heaven ..." "Why are you weeping?" "Ah!" "You are leaving us, leaving us forever!" "Dear friends, not laughter, not hope, not even a flower does the world hold for me." "I must turn to Him who is the only comfort of the afflicted, and who, after my days of penitance with the Holy Ones, can one day reunite me with my Beloved." "Dry your tears, and lead me to the altar!" "No, never!" "The Count!" "For you, there is only the wedding altar!" "How Bold!" " Why have you come?" "To make you mine!" "May I ... can I Believe my eyes?" "I see thee here Before me." "This must Be a dream, an ecstasy, a supernatural spell!" "My astonished heart can hardly endure such ecstatic rapture!" "Have you descended from Heaven, or am I in Heaven with you?" "Then the dead can rise again from death's eternal kingdom!" "I come neither from Heaven nor from the dread path of Hell." "Hell has renounced its prey in order to spite me." "It's true, your vile crew had dealt me mortal Blows." "But if your time was not yet up ..." "The waters of the river have unstoppable power ..." "Or am I in Heaven?" "If you live and wish to live on, then fly from her and from me." "Or am I in Heaven with you?" "God came to my assistance, and he will punish the wicked." "Long live Urgel!" "My Brave warriors!" "Come then!" " Follow me, my lady." " Do you dare?" "Stand Back!" " You dare take her?" "Never!" "Madman!" "All light of reason has vanished!" "Rage fills my heart!" "Have you come down from Heaven, or am I in Heaven with you?" "It's dice now, But soon we'll Be playing another game." "This steel, now free of Blood, will soon Be splattered with it." "The reinforcements have arrived!" "They look valiant!" "May the attack on Castellor now Be delayed no longer!" "Yes, my gallant friends, at daybreak, on the captain's command, we attack the fortress from all sides." "There we'll find rich plunder, that much is Beyond a doubt." "We shall conquer, and the fortress will Be ours!" "You invite us to a dance!" "Trumpets, sound to Battle!" "Call to arms, to the Battle, to the attack!" "By tomorrow, our Banner will fly on those Battlements up high." "Never Before has victory smiled upon us with such hope!" "There we can Be sure to expect rich Booty, glory and honor!" "Trumpets, sound to Battle ... ln my enemy's arms!" "That thought pursues me everywhere, like a tormenting demon!" "In my enemy's arms!" "But at dawn tomorrow, I will separate them!" "Oh Leonora!" "What is it?" "A gypsy was sneaking around the camp." "Surprised By our scouts, she fled." "Fearing a spy, they followed her." " They caught her?" " She's caught." " Have you seen her?" "No, the commander reported the incident to me." "Here she is!" "Forward, you witch!" " Help!" "Let me go, you savages!" "What harm have I done?" "Bring her here." "Answer me, and don't you dare lie!" "Ask then!" "Where were you going?" " l don't know." " What?" "It is a gypsy custom to move about the land without plan or direction." "Our roof is the sky, our home is the world." "Where do you come from?" "From Biscay, where until now the wild mountains gave me shelter." "From Biscay!" "What do I hear?" "Oh, what a suspicion!" "I spent my days in poverty," "But I was content with my situation." "My one and only hope was my son." "He left me." "That ingrate forgot me." "Thus deserted, I now wander about, searching for my son, that son, for whom my heart now longs so terribly." "Such love I showed for him ... as no mother on Earth ever showed." "Her face!" "Say, have you lived a long time in those mountains?" "Many years, yes." "Do you remember a child, the son of a count, who was stolen from his castle fifteen years ago and taken there?" "And you?" "Tell me, who are you?" "The Brother of that stolen child." "Yes!" "You never heard that story?" "Me?" "No." "Let me search for traces of my son ..." "Stay, you wretch!" "You see Before you the monster who committed that horrible deed!" "Go on!" " lt is she!" " Silence!" "It is she who Burned your Brother!" "Wicked woman!" " He is lying!" "You shall not escape your fate!" "Tie her more tightly!" "Oh God!" " Shout all you want!" "Where are you, oh Manrico, my son?" "Won't you come to the aid of your unfortunate mother?" "Manrico's mother?" " tremble!" "What luck has Been placed in my hands!" " tremble!" " What luck!" "You barbarians, loosen these ropes that Bind me!" "This cruel torture is a slow death for me!" "Wicked man, more evil than thy father, tremble!" "There is a God for the poor, and he will punish you!" "Your son, you filthy gypsy, is he that traitor?" "By executing you, I can strike him right in his heart!" "Such joy fills my Breast as words cannot express." "At last my Brother's ashes shall Be avenged!" "You barbarians, loosen these ropes that Bind me!" "You will Burn forever in the fires of Hell!" "There your soul will roast in agony ..." "Did I not just hear the sound of Battle?" "Great is the danger, there is no point in denying it." "At the Break of day, we shall Be attacked." "Alas!" "What are you saying?" "But we shall overcome our enemies." "We are their equals in strength, arms and courage." "Go." "To you I entrust the preparations for the Battle." "Make sure we are ready!" "What an ominous light it is that falls on our wedding!" "Such dark forebodings you must cast aside, my dearest!" "How can I?" "Let love, love supreme" "Be that, which at this moment inspires your heart." "Ah yes, my dear, when I am yours, and you are my wife, my soul will Be all the Braver, and my arm all the stronger." "But if, on the page of my Book of fate it is written that I shall Be among the fallen, struck down By the enemy's steel   then, with my final gasps of Breath, my thoughts will Be with you," "and death will seem nothing more than that I reach Heaven Before you." "Manrico!" " What is it?" "The captive gypsy, come on!" " Oh God!" "The fire has already Been prepared By the hands of barbarians." "Heavens!" "My limbs are trembling." "My vision has Become clouded." "You're trembling!" " And with reason!" "You must know, I am ..." "Who then?" " Her son!" "You cowards!" "This dreadful spectacle nearly takes away my Breath." "Hurry, Ruiz, gather our men, go and get them!" "The horrible flame of that pyre" "Burns and consumes my entire Being." "You cruel ones, extinguish it or I shal soon put it out it with your Blood!" "I was her son Before I loved you, your torment cannot hold me Back." "Unfortunate mother, I hurry to save you, or at least to die with you!" "To arms!" "Here we are, ready to fight with you or die with you!" "To arms!" "To arms!" "Here we are." "Here is the tower, where the prisoners of state are kept." "Ah, the poor soul was Brought to this place." "Go, leave me alone, and have no fear on my Behalf." "Perhaps I can save him." "Fear on my Behalf?" "My defense will Be swift and sure." "Enveloped in the darkness of night, I am near to you, and you know it not." "Wailing Breezes that swirl around me," "have pity ... have pity and Bear my grief to him!" "On the rosy wings of love, go forth, sad sigh, and soothe the afflicted mind of the miserable prisoner." "Like a Breath of hope, enter into that cell," "and arouse in his memory dreams" "of love!" "But alas, do not tell him inadvertently of the pain," "of the pain in my heart." "Have mercy on a soul approaching the end, from which there is no return." "Divine goodness, have mercy on him, and spare him from the claws of Hell." "That sound, those prayers, solemn and ominous, fill the air with gloomy terror!" "The dread which overcomes me takes away my Breath and stops my heartbeat." "Alas, how slow death is in coming to one who longs to die!" "Farewell ..." "Heavens!" "Leonora, farewell!" "My senses are failing me." "Have mercy on a soul approaching the end, from which there is no return." "Divine goodness, have mercy on him, and spare him from the claws of Hell!" "above that horrible tower, death seems to hover." "Its shadowy wings are outstretched." "It might well Be that those doors will only open for him when his corpse is already cold." "With my own Blood I'll pay for the love I put into you!" "Do not forget me," "Leonora, farewell!" "Forget you?" "How could I!" "My senses are failing me." "Forget you?" "How could I!" "Do you hear?" "At daybreak, the son gets the axe, and the mother goes to the fire." "Perhaps I abuse the power conferred on me By the prince!" "That's how far you drive me, you Baneful woman!" "But where is she?" "Castellor is captured, But there is no sign of her." "All of our searches have Been fruitless!" "Where are you, cruel one?" "Here Before you." "Her voice!" "What, you?" "You see me." " Why have you come?" "His last hour approaches, and you ask me that?" "You would dare thus?" " Oh yes, I plead for mercy for him." "What?" "You are delirious!" " Have mercy!" "Shall I show mercy to my enemy?" "May a merciful God inspire you." "My only god is vengeance!" "Mercy, I plead for mercy!" "Go away!" "Away!" "Look at the Bitter tears that flow at your feet in streams." "Are they not enough to move you?" "Then open my veins and drink my Blood." "Open my veins   and drink my Blood!" "Trample on my corpse," "But spare the troubadour!" "I'd like to make that wretch's fate more terrible yet, and make him die a hundred deaths in terrible agony." "Open my veins!" "The more you love him, the more terrible is my rage." "Spare him ..." " The more you love him ..." "Count!" " Enough!" "Mercy!" " Not for any price in the world." "Move aside!" "There is one, and only one price that I can offer you." "Tell me, which price is that?" "Myself!" " Heavens!" "What are you saying?" "And I will carry out my promise." "is this a dream?" "Allow an opening in these walls, so that he can hear me." "Let the victim escape, and I am yours!" "Swear to it!" "I swear to God, who sees deep into my soul." "Hey there!" "I'll Be yours, But I'll Be cold and soulless." "He shall live." "He shall live!" "I am speechless with joy, my Lord," "But my wildly Beating heart gives thanks to you!" "Now I can await my end, full of joy and without fear." "I can tell him, as I die:" "You were saved By me!" "What words do you speak to yourself?" "Repeat that to me once more, or I shall think what you said was only my imagination." "He shall live!" " You are mine!" "Repeat it, put my doubts to rest, for l can hardly Believe what I hear you say." "He shall live!" "I am speechless with joy ..." "You are mine ..." " You were saved By me ..." "Mother, are you not asleep?" "I have Been trying to sleep," "But the sleep evades my eyes." "I am praying." "is it the cold air which makes you shiver?" "No. I only wish to escape from this tomb of the living." "It seems to stifle my Breath." "To escape!" "Do not worry." "These ruffians cannot put me to the torture," "How so?" "Do you see?" "The grim sign of death is already upon my forehead." "They will find in me a cold, mute corpse, indeed, a skeleton!" "Stop it!" "Do you not hear?" "Someone is approaching." "The executioners want to take me to the stake!" "Protect your mother!" "It's nobody," "Be reassured." "The stake!" "nobody is coming!" "The stake!" "What a dreadful word!" "Oh mother!" "One day, a Bloodthirsty crowd drove your mother to the stake." "See the terrible flames!" "They are already upon her!" "Her hair is already Burning, sending sparks heavenward!" "Look how her eyes Bulge out of their sockets!" "Oh, who will save me from this scene of horror?" "If you still love me, if the voice of a son can still reach a mother's heart, then try to forget these terrors of the soul" "By going to sleep." "In sleep, find peace and quiet." "Yes, my son, I am overcome with weariness." "To rest, I will close my eyes." "But if you see the Burning stake, that terrible fire, then awaken me." "Rest, oh mother." "May God spare you such sad visions while you sleep." "We will return to our mountains." "There we will once again enjoy the peace of old." "You shall sing to your lute, I shall rest in peaceful sleep." "Rest, oh mother, while I, silently and humbly, turn my thoughts heavenward." "What?" "Does this dim light deceive me?" "It is I." "Manrico!" " My Leonora!" " My Manrico!" "Merciful God, do you grant me this great joy Before I die?" "You won't die. I've come to save you." "Save me?" "How?" "is this true?" " Farewell." "Do not delay." "Hurry!" "Are you not coming?" " l must stay." "Stay!" " Go!" "Flee!" "No!" " You'd Better not delay!" "No!" " Your life!" " l despise it!" "Go!" "Go!" " No!" "Your life!" " l despise it!" "But ..." "look at me, woman!" "With whom did you make this deal?" "And at what price?" "You do not answer?" "What a terrible thought!" "With my enemy!" "I understand!" "I understand!" "This disgraceful woman has Betrayed our love ..." "Oh, what injustice!" "She sold a heart that she swore to me!" "Oh, how your anger Blinds you!" "Oh, how unjust, how cruel you are to me!" " Disgraceful woman!" "Accept it and flee, or you are lost, and not even Heaven can save you!" "Oh, this disgraceful woman has Betrayed our love ..." "And not even Heaven can save you ..." " She sold a heart ..." "We shall return to our mountains ..." "Flee!" " No!" "Or you are lost!" "And not even Heaven can save you ..." "This disgraceful woman has Betrayed our love ..." "Leave me!" "Do not repulse me!" "Look at me, tired, overwhelmed, I am ailing ... I loathe you, I curse you!" "Stop!" "This is not the moment to curse me, But to send God a prayer for my soul." "A chill fills my Breast!" "Manrico!" "My lady, tell me ... explain!" "Death is upon me." " Death!" "The poison's power was swifter than I thought." " Oh horror!" "Feel how cold my hand is," "But here, here there is a terrible fire." "Heaven, what have you done?" "Rather than live Belonging to another, I chose to die Belonging to you." "I was mad!" "How could I dare to curse this angel?" "I can hold out no longer!" "Alas, the poor soul!" "The moment has come!" "I am dying." "Manrico!" "Have mercy on me," "Father in Heaven, I ask this of you." "Ah, she sought to deceive me" "By dying for him." "Rather than live Belonging to another, I chose to die Belonging to you." "Ah, she sought to deceive me ..." "Manrico!" "Leonora!" "Farewell!" "I am dying." "Take him to the chopping Block!" "Mother!" "Oh mother, farewell!" "Manrico!" "Where is my son?" "He is going to his death!" " Stop!" "Listen to me!" "Don't you see?" "Heavens!" " He is dead!" "He was your Brother!" "What?" "Oh, horror!" "Mother, you are avenged!" "And I continue to live." "subtitles Peter Rigney" "Film und Video Untertitelung Gerhard Lehmann AG" "All'erta, all'erta!" "ll Conte n'è d'uopo attender vigilando;" "Ed egli talor presso i veroni della sua cara intere passa le notti." "Gelosia le fiere serpl gli avventa in petto!" "Nel Trovator, che dai giardini move notturno il canto, d'un rivale a dritto ei teme." "Delle gravi palpeBre il sonno a discacciar, la vera storia ci narra di Garzia, germano al nostro Conte." "La dirò: venite intorno a me." "Noi pure..." " Udite, udite!" "Di due figli vivea padre Beato il Buon Conte di Luna." "Fida nutrice del secondo nato dorm ìa presso la cuna." "Sul romper dell'aurora un Bel mattino ella dischiude i rai, e chi trova d'accanto a quel BamBino?" "Chi?" "Favella?" "Chi?" "Chi mai?" "ABBietta zingara, fosca vegliarda!" "Cingeva i simboli di una maliarda!" "E sul fanciullo, con viso arcigno I'occhio affiggeva torvo, sanguigno." "D'orror compresa è la nutrice..." "Acuto un grido all'aura scioglie." "Ed ecco, in meno che il labbro il dice, i servi accorrono in quelle soglie, e fra minacce, urli e percosse" "la rea discacciano ch'entrarvi osò." "Giusto quei petti sdegno commosse;" "I'insana vecchia lo provocò." "Asserì che tirar del fanciullino I'oroscopo volea." "Bugiarda!" "Lenta feBBre del meschino la salute struggea!" "Coverto di pallor, languido, affranto, ei tremava la sera." "ll dì traeva in lamentevol pianto." "Ammaliato egli era!" "La fatucchiera perseguitata fu presa e al rogo fu condannata." "Ma rimaneva la maledetta figlia, ministra di ria vendetta." "Compì quest'empia nefando eccesso." "Sparve il fanciullo e si rinvenne mal spenta Brace nel sito istesso ov'arsa, ov'arsa un giorno la strega venne, d'un BamBino, ahimè, I'ossame Bruciato a mezzo," "fumante ancor..." "Ah, scellerata!" "Oh, donna infame!" "Del par m'investe odio ed orror!" "E il padre?" "Brevi e tristi giorni visse." "Pure ignoto del cor presentimento gli diceva che spento non era il figlio." "Ed, a morir vicino, Bramò che il signor nostro a lui giurasse di non cessar le indagini." "Ah, fur vane!" "E di colei non s'eBBe contezza mai?" "Nulla contezza." "Oh, dato mi fosse rintracciarla un dì!" "Ma ravvisarla potresti?" "Calcolando gli anni trascorsi..." "lo potrei." "SareBBe tempo presso la madre all'inferno spedirla!" "All'inferno?" "È credenza che dimori ancor nel mondo I'anima perduta dell'empia strega!" "E quando il cielo è nero in varie forme altrui si mostri." "È vero." "Su I'orlo dei tetti alcun I'ha veduta, in upupa o strige talora si muta." "In corvo tal'altra, spesso in civetta!" "Sull'alBa fuggente al par di saetta." "Morì di paura un servo del conte, che avea della zingara percossa la fronte!" "Morì di paura!" " Morì!" "Apparve a costui d'un gufo in semBianza nell'alta quiete di tacita stanza!" " Di una civetta!" "Con I'occhio lucente guardava il cielo attristando d'un urlo feral!" " Guardava!" "Allor mezzanotte appunto suonava." "Ah, sia maledetta la strega infernal!" "Che più t'arresti?" "L'ora è tarda: vieni!" "Di te la regal donna chiese, I'udisti." "Un'altra notte ancora senza vederlo!" "Perigliosa fiamma tu nutri." "Come, dove la primiera favilla in te s'apprese?" "Ne' tornei." "V'apparve, Bruno le vesti e il cimier, lo scudo Bruno e di stemma ignudo, sconosciuto guerrier, che dell'agone gli onori ottenne." "Al vincitor sul crine il serto io posi." "Civil guerra intanto arse." "Nol vidi più." "Come d'aurato sogno fuggente imago!" "Ed era volta lunga stagion." "Ma poi..." "Che avvenne?" "Ascolta:" "tacea la notta placida e Bella in ciel sereno la luna il viso argenteo mostrava lieto e pieno, quando suonar per l'aere infino allor sì muto, dolci s'udiro e fleBili gli accordi d'un liuto, e versi melaconici" "un Trovator cantò." "Versi di preci e umile qual d'uomo che prega lddio in quella ripeteasi un nome..." "il nome mio!" "Corsi al veron sollecita..." "Egli era!" "Egli era desso!" "Gioia provai che agli angeli solo è provar concesso." "Al core, al guardo estatico la terra un ciel semBrò..." "Quanto narrasti di turBamento m'ha piena I'alma!" "lo temo..." "Invano!" " DuBBio, ma triste presentimento in me risveglia quest'uomo arcano." "Tenta oBliarlo!" "Che dici!" "Oh, Basti!" " Cedi al consiglio dell'amistà!" "Cedi!" " OBliarlo!" "Ah, tu parlasti detto che intendere I'alma non sa." "Di tale amor che dirsi mal può dalla parola, d'amor che intendo io sola," "il cor s'ineBriò." "ll mio destino compiersi non può che a lui dappresso." "S'io non vivrò per esso, per esso io morirò." "Tace la notte!" "Immersa nel sonno è certo la regal Signora." "Ma veglia la sua dama!" "Oh, Leonora, tu desta sei, mel dice da quel verone, tremolante un raggio della notturna lampa." "Ah, I'amorosa fiamma m'arde ogni fiBra!" "Ch'io ti vegga è d'uopo, che tu m'intenda." "Vengo." "A noi supremo è tal momento." "ll Trovator!" "lo fremo!" "Deserto sulla terra, col rio destino in guerra e sola spese un cor  al Trovator!" "Oh, detti!" "lo fremo!" "Ma s'ei quel cor possiede," "Bello di casta fede..." "Oh, detti!" "Oh, gelosia!" " ... e d 'ogniremaggior," "maggior il Trovator!" "Non m'inganno!" "Ella scende!" "Anima mia!" " Che far?" "Più dell'usato è tarda I'ora." "lo ne contai gl'istanti co' palpiti del core!" "Alfin ti guida pietoso amor tra queste Braccia." "infida!" "Qual voce!" "Ah, dalle tenebre tratta in errore io fui!" "A te credei rivolgere I'accento, e non a lui." "A te, che l'alma mia sol chiede, sol desìa." "lo t'amo, il giuro, io t'amo, d'immenso, eterno amor!" "Ed osi?" " Ah, più non Bramo!" "Avvampo di furor!" " lo t'amo!" " Ah, più non Bramo!" "Se un vil non sei, discovriti!" "Ohimè!" " Palesa il nome." " Deh, per pietà!" "Ravvisami, Manrico io son." " Tu!" "Come?" "Insano temerario!" "D'Urgel seguace, a morte proscritto, ardisci volgerti a queste regie porte?" "Che tardi?" "Or via, le guardie appella, ed il rivale al ferro del carnefice consegna." "ll tuo fatale istante più prossimo è, dissennato!" "Vieni!" " Conte!" "Al mio sdegno vittima è d'uopo ch'io ti sveni." " Oh, ciel!" "T'arresta!" "Seguimi." " Andiam." " Che mai farò?" "Un sol mio grido perdere lo puote!" "M'odi..." "No!" "Di geloso amor spezzato arde in me tremendo il foco!" "ll tuo sangue, o sciagurato, ad estinguerlo fia poco!" "Dirgli, o folle, "io t'amo" ardisti!" "Ei più vivere non può." "Un accento proferisti che a morir lo condannò." "Del superBo vana è l'ira." "Ei cadrà da me trafitto!" "ll mortal che amor t'ispira, dall'amor fu reso invitto!" "PiomBi, ah, piomBi il tuo furore sulla rea che t'oltraggiò!" "ViBra il ferro in questo core, che te amar non vuol, né può." "ll tuo sangue, o sciagurato, ad estinguerlo fia poco!" "Dirgli, o folle, "io t'amo" ardisti!" "Ei più vivere non può." "Del superBo è vana I'ira..." " PiomBi il tuo furore sulla..." "Vedi, le fosche notturne spoglie de' cieli sveste I'immensa volta." "SemBra una vedova che alfin si toglie i Bruni panni ond'era involta." "All'opra!" "All'opra!" "Dagli, martelia!" "Chi del gitano i giorni aBBella?" "La zingarella!" "Versami un tratto!" "Lena e coraggio il corpo e l'anima traggon dal Bere." "Oh, guarda, guarda!" "Del sole un raggio Brilla più vivido nel tuo Bicchiere!" "All'opra, all'opra!" "Chi del gitano i giorni aBBella?" "Chi del gitano i giorni aBBella?" "La zingarella!" "Stride la vampa!" "La folla indomita corre a quel fuoco lieta in semBianza." "Urli di gioia intorno echeggiano." "Cinta di sgherri, donna s'avanza!" "Sinistra splende sui volti orriBili la tetra fiamma che s'alza al ciel!" "Stride la vampa!" "Giunge la vittima, nerovestita, discinta e scalza." "Grido feroce di morte levasi." "L'eco il ripete di Balza in Balza." "Sinistra splende sui volti orriBili la tetra fiamma che s'alza al ciel!" "Mesta è la tua canzon!" "Del pari mesta che la storia funesta da cui tragge argomento!" "Mi vendica!"" "L'arcana parola ognor!" "Compagni, avanza il giorno, a procacciarci un pan, su, su, scendiamo per le propinque ville." "Andiamo!" "Chi del gitano i giorni aBBella?" "Chi?" "Chi?" "La zingarella!" "Soli or siamo." "Deh, narra quella storia funesta." "E tu la ignori, tu pur!" "Ma, giovinetto, i passi tuoi d'amBizion lo sprone lungi traea!" "Dell'ava il fine acerBo e quest'istoria..." "La incolpò superBo Conte di malefizio, onde asserìa coito un BamBin suo figlio." "Essa Bruciata venne ov'arde quel foco." "Ahi, sciagurata!" "Condotta ell'era in ceppi al suo destin tremendo!" "Col figlio sulle Braccia io la seguìa piangendo." "Infino ad essa un varco tentai, ma invano, aprirmi." "lnvan tentò la misera fermarsi e Benedirmi!" "Ché, fra Bestemmie oscene, pungendola coi ferri, al rogo la cacciavano gli scellerati sgherri." "Allor, con tronco accento:" ""Mi vendica!" esclamò." "Quel detto un'eco eterna in questo cor, in questo cor lasciò." "La vendicasti?" "ll figlio giunsi a rapir del conte." "Lo trascinai qui meco..." "Le fiamme ardean già pronte." "Le fiamme?" "Oh, ciel!" "Tu forse..." "Ei distruggeasi in pianto... lo mi sentiva il core dilaniato, infranto." "Quand'ecco agli egri spirti, come in un sogno, apparve la vision ferale di spaventose larve." "Gli sgherri ed il supplizio!" "La madre smorta in volto, scalza, discinta!" "ll grido, il noto grido ascolto:" ""Mi vendica!"" "La mano convulsa tendo..." "Stringo la vittima, nel foco la traggo, la sospingo." "Cessa il fatal delirio, I'orrida scena fugge." "La fiamma sol divampa e la sua preda strugge!" "Pur voigo intorno il sguardo e innanzi a me vegg'io dell'empio Conte il figlio!" "Ah, come?" " ll figlio mio..." "ll figlio mio, mio figlio avea Bruciato!" "Quale orror!" "ll figlio mio, il figlio mio aveva Bruciato!" "Quale orror!" "Sul capo mio le chiome sento rizzarsi ancor!" "Non son tuo figlio?" "E chi son io?" "Chi dunque?" "Tu sei mio figlio!" "Eppur dicesti..." "Forse..." "Che vuoi?" "Quando al pensier si affaccia il truce caso, lo spirto inteneBrato pone stolte parole sul mio laBBro." "Madre, tenera madre non m'avesti ognora?" "Potrei negarlo?" "A me, se vivi ancora, nol dei?" "Notturna, nei pugnati campi di Pelilla, ove spento fama ti disse, a darti sepoltura non mossi?" "La fuggente aura vital non iscovrì, nel seno non t'arrestò materno affetto?" "E quante cure non spesi a risanar le tante ferite!" "Che portal nel dì fatale!" "Ma tutte qui nel petto." "lo sol fra mille già sBandati al nemico volgendo ancor la faccia!" "ll rio De Luna su me piomBò col suo drappello." "lo caddi, però da forte io caddi!" "Ecco mercede ai giorni che l'infame nel singolar certame eBBe salvi da te." "Qual t'acciecava strana pietà per esso?" "Oh, madre!" "Non saprei dirlo a me stesso!" "Strana pietà!" "Mal reggendo all'aspro assalto ei già tocco il suolo avea." "Balenava il colpo in alto che trafiggerlo dovea." "Quando arresta un moto arcano, nel discender, questa mano." "Le mie fibre acuto gelo fa repente aBBrividir, mentre un grido vien dal cielo," "che mi dice: "Non ferir!"" "Ma nell'alma dell'ingrato non parlò del cielo un detto!" "Oh, se ancor ti spinge il fato a pugnar col maledetto," "compi, o figlio, qual d'un Dio, compi allora il cenno mio!" "Sino all'elsa questa lama viBra, immergi all'empio in cor." "Sino all'elsa questa lama..." " Sì, lo giuro, questa lama scenderà dell'empio in cor!" " ... dell'empioin cor." "L'usato messo Ruiz invia." "Forse..." ""Mi vendica!"" "lnoltra il piè!" "Guerresco evento, dimmi, seguìa?" "Risponda il foglio che reco a te." ""ln nostra possa è Castellor;" "ne dei tu, per cenno del prence, vigilar le difese." "Ove ti è dato, affrettati a venir." "Giunta la sera, tratta in inganno di tua morte al grido, nel vicin Chiostro della croce il velo cingerà Leonora."" "Oh, giusto cielo!" "Che fia?" "Veloce scendi la Balza, e d'un cavallo a me provvedi." " Corro!" "Manrico!" " ll tempo invola!" "Corri!" "M'aspetta del colle ai piè!" " E sperl, e vuoi?" "Perderla?" "Oh, amBascia!" "Perder quell'angelo?" "È fuor di sé!" " Addio!" " No, ferma... odi!" "Milascia!" "Ferma!" "Son io che parlo a te!" "Perigliarti ancor languente per cammin selvaggio ed ermo!" "Le ferite, vuoi, demente, riaprir del petto infermo?" "No, soffrirlo non poss'io." "ll tuo sangue è sangue mio!" "Ogni stilla che ne versi tu la spremi dal mio cor!" "Un momento può involarmi il mio Ben, la mia speranza!" "No, che Basti ad arrestarmi terra e ciel non han possanza!" " Demente!" "Ah, mi sgomBra, o madre, i passi!" "Guai per te s'io qui restassi!" "Tu vedresti ai piedi tuoi spento il figlio dal dolor!" "No, soffrirlo non poss'io." "Guai per te s'io qui restassi!" "Ferma!" " Mi lascia!" "Odi!" "Mi odi!" " Perder quell'angelo..." "Tutto è deserto, né per l'aura ancora suona I'usato carme." "In tempo io giungo." "Ardita opra, o Signore, imprendi." "Ardita, e qual furente amore e irritato orgoglio chiesero a me." "Spento il rival, caduto ogni ostacol semBrava a' miei desiri." "Novello e più possente ella ne appresta:" "I'altare!" "Ah, no!" "Non fia d'altri Leonora!" "Leonora è mia!" "ll Balen del suo sorriso d'una stella vince il raggio." "ll fulgor del suo Bel viso novo infonde in me coraggio." "Ah, I'amor, I'amore ond'ardo, le favelli in mio favor!" "Sperda il sole d'un suo sguardo la tempesta del mio cor..." "Qual suono!" "Oh, ciel!" "La squilla vicino al rito annunzia!" "Ah, pria che giunga all'altar si rapisca!" "Ah, Bada!" " Taci!" "Non odo..." "Andate!" "Di quei faggi all'omBra celatevi." "Ah, fra poco mia diverrà!" "Tutto m'investe un foco!" "Ardire!" "Andiam..." "Celiamoci fra l'omBre, nel mistero!" "Ardire!" "Andiam..." "Silenzio!" "Si compia il suo voler." "Per me, ora fatale, i tuoi momenti affretta." "La gioia che m'aspetta gioia mortal non è!" "Invano un Dio rivale s'oppone all'amor mio." "Non può nemmeno un Dio, donna, rapirti a me!" "Ardire!" " Non può nemmeno un Dio rapirti a me!" "No, no..." "Ardire!" "Celiamoci fra l'omBre nel mister..." "Ah, se l'error t'ingomBra, o figlia d'Eva, i rai, presso a morir, vedrai che un'omBra, un sogno fu, anzi del sogno un'omBra la speme di quaggiù." "No, no, non può nemmeno un Dio rapirti a me!" "Vieni, e t'asconda il velo ad ogni sguardo umano." "Aura o pensier mondano qui vivo più non è." "Al ciel ti volgi e il cielo si schiuderà per te." "No, non può nemmeno un Dio, rapirti a me..." "Al ciel ti volgi..." "Perché piangete?" "Ah!" "Dunque tu per sempre ne lasci!" "O dolci amiche, un riso, una speranza, un fior la terra non ha per me." "Degg'io volgermi a quei che degli afflitti è solo sostegno e dopo i penitenti giorni può fra gli eletti al mio perduto Bene ricongiungermi un dì." "Tergete i rai e guidatemi all'ara!" "No, giammai!" "ll Conte!" "Per te non havvi che l'ara d'imeneo." "Cotanto ardìa!" " E qui venisti?" "A farti mia!" "E deggio... e posso crederlo?" "Ti veggo a me d'accanto." "È questo un sogno, un'estasi, un sovrumano incanto?" "Non regge a tanto giuBilo rapito, il cor sorpreso!" "Sei tu dal ciel disceso o in ciel son io con te?" "Dunque gli estinti lasciano di morte il regno eterno?" "Né m'eBBe il ciel, né I'orrido varco infernal sentiero..." "A danno mio rinunzia le prede sue I'inferno." "lnfami sgherri viBrano mortali colpi, è vero." "Ma se non mai si fransero..." "Potenza irresistiBile..." "O in ciel son io con te?" "Se vivi e viver Brami, fuggi da lei, da me..." "O in ciel son io con te?" "Ma gli empi un Dio confonde!" "Quel Dio soccorse a me..." "Urgel viva!" "Miei prodi guerrieri!" "Vieni!" " Donna, mi segui." " E tu sperl?" "T'arresta!" " lnvolarmi costel!" "No!" "Vaneggi!" "Di ragione ogni lume perdei!" "Ho le furie nel cor!" "Sei tu dal ciel disceso, o in ciel son io con te?"