Alfredo:
Libiamo, libiamo ne'lieti calici
che la belleza infiora.
E la fuggevol ora s'inebrii
a voluttà.
Libiamo ne'dolci fremiti
che suscita l'amore,
poichè quell'ochio al core
Omnipotente va.
Libiamo, amore fra i calici
più caldi baci avrà.
All:
Ah, libiamo;
amor fra i calici
Più caldi baci avrà
Violetta:
Tra voi tra voi saprò dividere
il tempo mio giocondo;
Tutto è follia nel mondo
Ciò che non è piacer.
Godiam, fugace e rapido
e'il gaudio dell’amore,
e'un fior che nasce e muore,
ne più si può goder.
Godiam c'invita un fervido
accento lusighier.
All:
Godiam, la tazza e il cantico
la notte abbella e il riso;
in questo paradise
ne sopra il nuovo dì.
Violetta:
La vita è nel tripudio
Alfredo:
Quando non s'ami ancora.
Violetta:
Nol dite a chi l'ignora,
Alfredo:
e' il mio destin così ...
All:
Godiamo, la tazza e il cantico
la notte abbella e il riso;
in questo paradiso ne sopra il nuovo dì.
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La Traviata (Opera)
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Have a look here:
http://www.opera-guide.ch/libretto.p...ang=en&lang=en
You just need to scroll down a bit... the part that you posted starts where Alfredo says let's drink from the joyous chalice
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett. -
Another option (sung by Plácido Domingo and Teresa Stratas, and subtitled in English):
La Traviata- Brindisi“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett. -
Well, I meaned this :
http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=RO5ZNGtUSsswww.lastfm.fr/profil/Mylengrave - what I am listening to -
Well, then the posted lyrics are the wrong ones, coz they're the ones of "Brindisi".
Anyway, in the link for the opera guide is the script of the whole opera, it's just a matter of finding the bit you're looking for...“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett. -
Found it: Act III, scene IV:
Addio, del passato bei sogni ridenti,
Le rose del volto già son pallenti;
L'amore d'Alfredo pur esso mi manca,
Conforto, sostegno dell'anima stanca
Ah, della traviata sorridi al desio;
A lei, deh, perdona; tu accoglila, o Dio,
Or tutto finì.
Le gioie, i dolori tra poco avran fine,
La tomba ai mortali di tutto è confine!
Non lagrima o fiore avrà la mia fossa,
Non croce col nome che copra quest'ossa!
Ah, della traviata sorridi al desio;
A lei, deh, perdona; tu accoglila, o Dio.
Or tutto finì!“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett. -
And this is the translation in "opera-guide":
Farewell, happy dreams of bygone days;
The roses in my cheeks already are faded.
Even Alfredo's love is lacking,
To comfort and uphold my weary spirit.
Oh, comfort, sustain an erring soul,
And may God pardon and make her his own!
Ah, all is over,
All is over now.“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett. -
Found another translation of that aria; just have a look here:
http://www.aria-database.com/transla...ta03_addio.txt
Enjoy and have a nice day!“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett. -
Well, I need only those which are on the YouTube by Lara Fabian...I can't find what I need
Help me please...I don't know what is she singing, I just want somebody to translate this part of her concert...
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This is what she sings:
Addio, del passato bei sogni ridenti,
Farewell past, happy dreams of days gone bye;
Le rose del volto già son pallenti;
The roses in my cheeks already are faded.
L'amore d'Alfredo pur esso mi manca,
Even Alfredo's love is lacking,
Conforto, sostegno dell'anima stanca
To comfort and uphold my weary spirit.
Ah, della traviata sorridi al desio;
Oh, comfort, sustain a tired soul,
A lei, deh, perdona; tu accoglila, o Dio,
And may God pardon and make her his own!
Or tutto finì.
Ah, all is finished
Le gioie, i dolori tra poco avran fine,
The joys, the sorrows will be soon over,
La tomba ai mortali di tutto è confine!
The tomb confines all mortals!
Non lagrima o fiore avrà la mia fossa,
Neither tears or flowers will my grave have,
Non croce col nome che copra quest'ossa!
No cross with a name that covers my bones!
Ah, della traviata sorridi al desio;
Oh, comfort, sustain a tired soul,
A lei, deh, perdona; tu accoglila, o Dio,
And may God pardon and make her his own!
Or tutto finì.
Ah, all is finished.
Translation by Jon Loy (jslst33+@pitt.edu)
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Please...no need for more sad faces... I swear to you that's what she's singing, and this is a very good translation from the aria-database website. Hope to see a big smile on your (smiley)face soon!“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett. -
Thank You very much!
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Prego
... pas de quoi
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.
