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Hodeidah 1/8/2016

RIGOLETTO

Opera in three acts by Francesco Maria Pive after VICTOR HUGO

Music by: GIUSEPPE VERDI

Rigoletto INGVAR WIXELL

Gilda EDITA GRUBEROVA

Duca di Mantova LUCIANO PAVAROTTI

Wiener Philharmoniker

Conducted by RICCARDO CHAILLY

- Untranslated subtitle -

Prelude

I intend to clinch my affair

with that nameless beauty of the bourgeoisie.

The girl you�ve seen in church?

Every feast-day for the past three months.

Where does she live?

In a quiet back-alley;

a mysterious man goes there every night.

And does she know who her admirer is?

No, she doesn�t.

What a bunch of beauties!

Look at them!

But Ceprano�s wife beats them all.

Don�t let the Count hear you, my lord!

What do I care?

He might tell another woman.

That wouldn�t worry me at all.

Neither is any different

from the rest I see around me;

I never yield my heart

to one beauty more than another.

Feminine charm is a gift bestowed

by fate to brighten our lives.

And if one woman pleases me today,

tomorrow, like as not, another will.

like as not, another will.

Fidelity � that tyrant of the heart

we shun like pestilence.

Only those who want to should be faithful;

without freedom there is no love.

I find the ravings of jealous husbands

and the frenzy of lovers ridiculous;

once smitten by a pretty face

I�d not let Argus� hundred eyes deter me!

I�d not let Argus� hundred eyes deter me!

You are leaving us?

How cruel!

I must go with my husband to Ceprano.

So bright a star should be shedding its brilliance on my court.

You would make every heart beat faster here.

The fires of passion already flare

headily, conquering, consuming my heart.

Calm yourself!

The fires of passion already flare headily, conquering, consuming my heart.

The fires of passion already flare

headily, conquering, consuming my heart.

What have you on your head,

my lord of Ceprano?

He�s fuming, did you see?

What sport!

Oh, yes!

The Duke is enjoying himself!

Doesn�t he always?

That�s nothing new.

Gaming and wine, parties, dancing,

battles and banquets � anything goes.

Now he�s laying siege to the Countess

while her husband goes off in a rage.

Great news! Great news!

What has happened? Tell us!

This will amaze you!

Tell us, tell us.

Ah! Ah! Rigoletto...

Well?

Against all the odds...

He�s lost his hump?

He�s no longer a monster?

Even more extraordinary!

The fool has...

Has what?

A mistress!

A mistress! Who�d ever believe it?

The hunchback has changed into Cupid.

That monster? Cupid?...Some Cupid!

Ah, no one is such a bore as Ceprano!

And his dear wife is an angel!

Carry her off.

Easy to say; but how?

Tonight.

Have you forgotten the Count?

What about prison?

Ah, no.

Well, banish him, then.

Not that either, fool.

Well then, his head...

The black-hearted villain!

What, this head?

Naturally.

What else can you do with such a head?

What�s itgood for?

Scoundrel!

That�s enough!

He makes me laugh.

He�s furious!

Fool, come here.

He�s furious!

He�s furious!

You always take a joke too far.

Who could harm me? I�m not afraid of them.

The wrath you provoke could rebound upon you.

No one dare touch a favourite of the Duke.

Agreed.

Revenge on the fool!

Which of us nurses

no grudge against him for his cruel ways?

Revenge!

Let those with spirit come armed to my house tomorrow.

After dark. Agreed.

- Yes, revenge! -What party spirit!

What gaiety! What party spirit! What splendid entertainment!

Oh, just look, would you not say that this was the realm of pleasure?

Let me speak to him.

No!

I shall!

Monterone!

Yes, Monterone.

My voice, like thunder, shall make you quake wherever you go...

Let me speak to him.

You did conspire against us, my lord,

and we,

with royal clemency

, forgave you.

What mad impulse is this,

that night and day

you make complaint about your

daughter�s honour?

One more insult!

Ah yes, to trouble

Ah yes, to trouble

I will be your orgies boar to shout ...

... Until you may see

be pardoned

of my family the atrocious insult

And if you give me over to your hangman,

I shall haunt you as a terrifying spectre,

carrying my skull in my hands,

... Revenge ask

.. Revenge ask

the world and to God

Enough! Arrest him.

He�s mad.

What audacity!

May both of you

be damned!

To unleash your hounds on a dying lion

is cowardly, o Duke.

and you, you serpent,

you who ridicule a father�s grief,

my curse upon you!

What has he said!

Horror!

O you who so daringly disrupt our revels, some demon from hell must have guided you here;

Horror!

no words will avail you, begone from this place,

go, greybeard, beware of your sovereign�s wrath.

You have provoked it, all hope is lost, this was a fatal mistake on your part.

My curse upon you!

What horror!

Cursed!

Cursed!

Cursed!

Scene 2

The old man cursed me!

Signor?...

Go

I have nothing.

And I asked for nothing.

You see before you a swordsman.

A robber?

One who can rid you, for a small fee, of a rival,

which you have.

Who?

Your woman lives there.

What�s this!

And how much would you charge me

for a nobleman?

I�d demand a higher price.

How are you usually paid?

Half in advance,

the rest on completion.

The demon!

And how is it

that you can work so safely?

I either kill in the town

or under my own roof.

I wait for my man at night;

one thrust

and he dies.

The demon!

And how do you work at home?

It�s simple.

My sister helps me.

She dances in the streets.

she�s pretty...

she entices the victim, and then...

I understand.

Without a sound...

I understand.

This is my instrument.

Can it serve you?

No...not just now.

You�ll regret it.

Who knows?

My name is Sparafucile.

A foreigner?

Burgundian.

And where, if the need should arise?

Here, each night.

Go!

SPARAFUCILE

SPARAFUCILE

Go, go, go, go.

We are two of a kind

my weapon is my tongue,

his is a dagger;

I am a man of laughter,

he strikes the fatal blow!

The old man cursed me...

O mankind! O nature!

It was you who made me evil and corrupt!

Oh, anger! Be deformed!

Be deformed!

Oh, anger! Be deformed!

Be fool!

You do not have to, they can not but laugh!

The legacy of each man is painful removed ...

crying.

My master,

young, carefree, so powerful

so handsome, half-dozing, says:

�Fool, make me laugh!�

And I must contrive to do it!

Oh, damnation!

My hate upon you, sneering courtiers!

How I enjoy snapping at your heels!

If I am wicked,

the fault is yours alone.

But here I become another person!

The old man cursed me!.

Why should this

thought still prey so

on my mind?

Will some disaster befall me?

Ah no,

, this is folly!

My daughter!

Father!

Only with you

does my heavy heart find joy.

Oh, how loving you are

You are my life!

Without you, what would I have on earth?

Oh, how loving you are

-My daughter! -Father!

You sigh!

What makes you so sad?

Tell

your poor daughter.

If you have secrets,

share them with her:

let her know about her family.

You have no family.

What is your name?

What does it matter?

If you are unwilling to tell me about yourself...

Never leave this house.

I only go out to church.

Oh, that is good.

If you will tell me nothing of yourself,

let me know at least who my mother was.

Oh, do not speak to your wretched

father of his lost love.

She felt, that angel,

pity for my sorrows.

I was alone,

deformed,

poor,

and she loved me out of compassion.

She died,

She died

may the earth rest lightly upon that beloved head.

Only you

are left to this wretch...

O God, I thank thee for that!

I thank thee for that!

What sorrow!

What sorrow!

What can have caused

such bitter tears?

such bitter tears?

Only you are left to this wretch...

such bitter tears?

Father, no more, calm down.

This sight tortures me.

Tell me your name

, tell me what sorrow so afflicts you.

What good would it do? None at all!

I am your father, let that suffice.

Perhaps some people fear me,

and some may even hate me.

Others curse me...

Country, family, friends,

have you none of these?

Country!

family!

friends!

My faith

, my family,

my country,

my whole world is in you!

Ah, if I can make you happy,

then I shall be content!

for three months now,

I have been here

I still view

I have been here

if you would let me,

now I could...

Never! Never!

Tell me,

have you been out?

- No.

- Woe betide you!

- What have I said?

- Make sure you never do!

They could follow her,

carry her off!

Here, the dishonouring of a jester�s daughter would be cause for laughter...Oh, horror!

would be cause for laughter.

..Oh, horror!

Hola?

Signor?

Does anyone see me come in?

Mind you tell me the truth.

- Ah no, no one.

Good.

Is the gate to the street

always kept locked?

- Yes, always.

Mind you tell me the truth.

no

of 'the truth

always.

Mind you tell me the truth.

no

of 'the truth

always.

O woman. watch over this flower

entrusted, pure, to your keeping;

be vigilant, that nothing may

ever sully its purity.

From the fury of the winds

that have broken other flowers,

protect her, and unstained

restore her to her father.

What affection! What concern!

What do you fear, my father?

In heaven above, at God�s right hand,

an angel watches over us.

We are shielded from all harm

by my mother�s blessed prayers.

No hand will ever pluck or crush

this flower so dear to you.

O woman, watch over this flower,

entrusted pure, to your...

There is someone outside!

Dear God!

Always some new suspicion!

Has anyone ever

followed you to church?

Never.

Rigoletto!

If anyone ever knocks, mind you don�t open the gate.

Not even for the Duke?

Especially not for him.

My daughter, good night.

His daughter!

Good night, father.

-O woman. watch over this flower - What affection! What concern!

- entrusted, pure, to your keeping; - What do you fear, my father?

-be vigilant, that nothing may ever - In heaven above, at God�s right hand,

- sully its purity. - an angel watches over us.

In heaven above,

In heaven above,

In heaven above,

In heaven above,

In heaven above, at God�s right hand,

In heaven above, at God�s right hand,

an angel watches over us.

We are shielded from all harm

We are shielded from all harm

We are shielded by my mother�s blessed prayers.

We are shielded from all harm

We are shielded by my mother�s blessed prayers.

blessed prayers. No hand will ever pluck

or crush this flower so dear to you.

-My daughter - father.

-My daughter - father.

Good night

Giovanna, I am ashamed...

Whatever for?

I said nothing of the youth

who followed us to church.

Why tell him?

Do you dislike this young man, then?

No, no, he is too handsome

and I could be tempted to love him.

And he seems generous,

a fine gentleman.

I hope he�s not a gentleman or a prince;

I think I should love him more if he were poor.

I think I should love him more if he were poor.

Sleeping and waking, I call to him,

and my soul in ecstasy cries:

I lo...

I love you!

I love you!

Speak those dear words once more

and a heaven of joy will open before me!

Giovanna?

Alas!

There is no one here to answer me!

Oh, God! No one?

I am here,

and my very soul answers you.

Ah, two who love each other,

they are a whole world!

Who, whoever brought you here to me?

Whether angel or devil,

what does it matter?

I love you!

Leave me.

Leave you?...Now?...

Now that both of us burn with a single fire!

Ah, the god of love has bound

our destinies together, inseparably!

Love is the sunshine of the soul,

�tis life itself!

It�s voice is the beating

of our hearts.

Fame and glory, power and thrones,

are but fragile, earthbound things beside it.

One thing alone is unique, divine:

�tis love that bears us heavenwards!

So let us love, my angel-woman;

you would make me the envy of all mankind.

you would make me the envy of all mankind.

Ah, these are the tender, longed-for words

I have heard in my maiden dreams!

Let us love,

you would make me the envy of all mankind

you would make me the envy of all mankind

You love me, say it once again.

You eavesdropped...

How happy you�ve made me!

Tell me your name...

Am I permitted to know it?

This is the place.

My name is...

Good.

Walter Mald�.

I am a student, and poor...

I can hear footsteps outside!

My father, perhaps...

Ah, if I should catch the traitor

who cost me such a chance!

Show him out through the garden gate..

.Go now...

Tell me, will you love me?

And you?

For the rest of my life...then...

No more, no more...you must go.

Farewell...my heart and soul

Farewell...my heart and soul

are set on you alone.

are set on you alone.

Farewel, Farewel

my love for you will last for ever.

my love for you will last for ever.

my love for you will last for ever.

for ever.

Farewel, Farewel

my love for you will last for ever.

Farewel, Farewel

my love for you will last for ever.

Farewel, Farewel

Farewel, Farewel

Walter Mald�

name of the man I love,

be thou engraved upon my lovesick heart!

Beloved name, the first to move

the pulse of love within my heart,

thou shalt remind me ever

of the delights of love!

In my thoughts, my desire

will ever fly to thee,

and my last breath of life

shall be, beloved name, of thee.

In my thoughts, my desire

will ever fly to thee,

and my last breath of life

shall be, beloved name, of thee.

my desire will ever fly to thee,

and my last breath of life

shall be, beloved name, of thee.

Walter Mald�!

Beloved name, the first to move

the pulse of love within my heart,

There she is.

-and my last breath of life - Look at her! Oh, isn�t she lovely!

-shall be, beloved name, of thee. - She looks like a fairy or an angel.

- Gualtier Malde - So that�s Rigoletto�s mistress!

Oh, isn�t she lovely!

I�ve come back!...Why?

Silence. To work, now...do as I say.

Ah, I was cursed by that man!

Who�s there?

Quiet...It�s Rigoletto.

A double victory! We�ll kill him.

No, tomorrow the jest will be even better.

Leave this to me...

Who is that speaking?

Eh, Rigoletto?...Is that you?

Who is that?

Eh, don�t snap our heads off!

- This is... - Who?

Marullo.

It�s so dark I can�t see a thing.

We�re here for a prank...

We�re going to carry off Ceprano�s wife.

Ah, I can breathe again!

How can you get in?

Your key!

Don�t worry.

We�ve got it all arranged...

Here is the key.

I can feel his crest.

Ah, my terror

was unfounded!

This is his place.

I�m with you.

We�re masked...

Then I should be too.

Give me a mask.

Fine, it�s right here.

It�s dark as pitch.

It�s dark as pitch.

The cloth has stopped his eyes and ears.

Softly, softly, the trap is closing;

now we shall catch him, all unsuspecting.

The mocker so insolent, so unremitting,

will soon be a butt of derision himself!

Stealthily, stealthily we�ll kidnap his mistress,

and in the morning the whole Court will laugh!

to work, to work.

Help, father!

Victory!

Help!

They haven�t finished yet!.

..A good joke this!

I�m blindfolded!

Ah, the curse!

ACT TWO

She has been stolen from me!

When, O heaven?

In those few moments,

before some inner voice

made me hastily retrace my steps!

The gate was open,

the house deserted!

And where is she now, that dear angel?

She who first kindled my heart

with the flame of a constant affection?

So pure that her modest demean our

almost convinced me to lead a virtuous life!

She has been stolen from me!

And who dared do this?

..But I shall be

But I shall be avenged.

The tears of my beloved

demand it.

I seem to see the tears

coursing from her eyes

as, bewildered and afraid

at the surprise attack,

remembering our love,

remembering our love,

she called her Walter�s name.

But he could not defend you,

sweet, beloved maid;

he who would pledge his very soul

to bring you happiness;

he who, in loving you, envied

he who, in loving you, envied

not even the angels.

he who, in loving you, envied

in loving you, envied

not even the angels.

in loving you, envied

not even the angels.

I do not envy

for you

My lord,

What is it?

Rigoletto�s mistress has been carried off.

What? From where?

From his house.

Ah! ah! Tell me, how was it done?

Tell me Tell me

how was it done?

Together we went at nightfall,

to a street on the edge of the town;

there, as we had foreseen, we found a most beautiful girl.

It was Rigoletto�s paramour, but as soon as we saw her, she vanished.

Our plans to abduct her were ready, when along came the jester himself,

whom we convinced, the simpleton, that we were after Ceprano�s countess.

So once we had set up the ladder, he, blindfolded, held it secure.

We climbed up and in less than no time had carried the young girl away.

Heavens!

When he realised how we�d paid him out,

- Dear God! It�s her, my beloved! -you should have heard him curse!

But where is the poor girl now?

We brought her here ourselves.

Ah, heaven has not stolen everything from me!

Mighty love calls me, volar I ought to her

I would give my crown for console that heart

I would give my crown for console that heart

Ah! know at last who loves, He knows at last who are

Learns ch'anco enthroned He has the love slaves

Learns ch'anco enthroned He has the love slaves

Oh! What thought I Shake? As changes in mood!

ah! Mighty love calls me, volar I ought to her

I would give my crown for console that heart

I would give my crown for console that heart

Ah! know at last who loves, He knows at last who are

Learns ch'anco enthroned He has the love slaves

Learns ch'anco enthroned He has the love slaves

love slaves

love slaves

love slaves

Poor Rigoletto!

La r�, la r�, la r�,

Here he comes!...Be silent!

Good morning, Rigoletto.

They were all in on it!

What news, jester?

What news, jester?

Only that you are more of a bore than usual.

La r�, la r�, la r�,

Where can they have hidden her?...

See how upset he is!

La r�, la r�, la r�,

Yes! See how upset he is!

that the cold air last night

did not harm you in the least...

Last night!...

Yes!...Ah, it was a fine trick!

But I was asleep all night!

Ah, you were asleep!

So I dreamed it!

La r�, la r�, la r�,

See

See

how he inspects everything!

It isn�t hers.

Is the Duke still asleep?

Yes, he is still asleep.

The Duchess wishes to speak to the Duke.

He�s asleep.

Wasn�t he here with you just now?

He went hunting.

Without his escort! Unarmed!

Don�t you understand that he can�t

see anyone right now?

Ah, she is there, then!

She is with the Duke!

Who?

The girl you carried off

from my house last night.

But I shall get her back.

She�s in there!

If you�ve mislaid your mistress,

look for her elsewhere.

I want my daughter!

His daughter!

Yes, my daughter!

After such a sweet revenge,

what?

You�re not laughing?

She�s in there.

.I want her

Give her back.

Courtiers

vile, damnable rabble,

how much were you paid

for my treasure?

There�s nothing

you won�t do for money,

but my daughter is beyond any price.

Give her back

or this hand, though unarmed,

will prove a dread weapon indeed.

A man will fear nothing on earth

when defending his children�s honour.

open that door!

Assassins,

You�re all against me!

All against me!

Then I�ll weep.

Marullo,

my lord,

you whose soul is as gentle as your heart,

tell me, where have they hidden her?

Marullo,

my lord

tell me, where have they hidden her?

She�s in there.

She�s in there.

She�s in there.

You don�t answer.

Alas!

My lords,

forgive me, have pity!

Give an old man back his daughter!

To give her back can cost you nothing now,

cost you nothing now,

but to me my daughter is everything.

Lords, forgive me,

forgive me, have pity!

give me my daughter

but to me my daughter is everything.

give me my daughter

but to me my daughter is everything.

have pity! sir

have pity! sir

have pity!

Father!

Oh, God! My Gilda!

Sirs

she is all

the family I have.

Don�t be afraid now,

my angel child.

It was only a joke

wasn�t it?

I, though I wept before

now laugh.

Why do you still weep?

The shame, father!

Good God! What do you mean?

To you alone

I confess...

Off with you, all of you!

And if your Duke should dare approach,

tell him not to enter

tell him I am here.

With children and with madmen, pretence is often best.

We�ll leave, but still keep watch to see what he may do.

Speak...we are alone.

O Heaven, give me courage!

Each holy day, in church,

as I prayed to God,

a fatally handsome young man

stood where I could see him...

Though our lips were silent,

our hearts spoke

through our eyes.

Furtively, only last night he came

to meet me for the first time.

�I am a student and poor,�

he said so tenderly,

and with passionate fervour

told me of his love.

He went

He went

my heart was rapt

in the sweetest dreams,

when suddenly the men broke in

who carried me away;

they brought me here by force,

cruelly afraid.

Ah! I asked infamy, O God,

only for myself,

so that she might be raised

as high as I had fallen.

Ah, beside the gallows

one must raise an altar!

But all is now lost,

the altar is cast down!

all is now lost,

the altar is cast down!

Weep,

my child, weep...

my child, weep...

Father!

...and let your tears fall upon my breast.

Father, an angel speaks through you and consoles me,

my child, weep...

...and let your tears fall upon my breast.

...and let your tears fall

my daughter!

my daughter!

...and let your tears fall

When I have finished

what I must do here,

we can leave

this house of doom.

Yes.

A single day

has changed everything!

Open up:

Monterone is to go to the dungeon.

Since my curse has been in vain,

and neither steel nor thunderbolt

has struck your breast,

you will live on

o Duke, in happiness.

No, old man, you�re wrong.

you shall be avenged.

Yes, revenge, terrible revenge

is all that my heart desires.

The hour of your punishment hastens on,

that hour which will be your last.

Like a thunderbolt from the hand of God,

Like a thunderbolt from the hand of God,

the jester�s revenge shall strike you down.

O my father, what a fierce joy

flashes in your eyes!

Revenge!

Forgive him: and then we too may hear

the voice of pardon from Heaven.

Revenge!

Forgive him

No!

Forgive him

No!

He betrayed me, yet I love him; great God,

I ask for pity on this faithless man!

Like a thunderbolt from the hand of God,

the jester�s revenge shall strike you down.

ACT THREE

And you love him?

I always will.

Yet I have given you time to forget.

I love him.

Poor woman�s heart!

Ah, the scoundrel!

You shall be avenged, o Gilda.

Have pity, my father!

And if you were sure of

his lack of faith,

would you still love him?

I do not know,

but he adores me.

He does?

Yes.

Well then,

just watch.

I see a man.

Wait a moment.

Ah, father!

Two things and quickly...

What things?

A room and a bottle of wine!

These are the fellow�s habits.

Oh, the gay blade!

Women are as fickle

as feathers in the wind,

simple in speech,

and simple in mind.

always the loveable,

sweet, laughing face,

but laughing or crying,

the face is false for sure.

Women are as fickle

as feathers in the wind,

simple in speech,

and simple in mind.

and simple in mind.

and simple in mind.

If you rely on her

you will regret it,

and if you trust her

you are undone!

Yet none can call himself

fully contented

who has not tasted

love in her arms!

Women are as fickle

as feathers in the wind,

simple in speech,

and simple in mind.

and simple in mind.

and simple in mind.

Your man�s in there.

Is he to live

or die?

I�ll come back later to conclude our business.

One day, if I remember rightly,

my pretty one, I met you...

I asked someone about you

and was told that you live here.

Let me say that ever since, my heart has been yours alone.

my heart has been yours alone.

Deceiver!

Ah! Ah! And of twenty others

that maybe you�re forgetting?

I think my fine young man

is a bit of a libertine.

Yes, I�m a monster.

Ah, father!

Leave me alone, you scatterbrain!

Ho, what a fuss!

Behave yourself!

Be nice to me. Don�t play hard to get.

Good behaviour

doesn�t exclude jollity and love.

Pretty white hand!

You are joking, sir.

No, no.

I�m ugly.

- Hug me. - Deceiver!

You�re drunk!

With love.

My cynical friend, you like to joke, don�t you?

- Untranslated subtitle -

No, no. I want to marry you...

I want your word of honour.

Sweet little maid!

Haven�t you seen enough?

The wicked deceiver!

Haven�t you seen enough?

The wicked deceiver!

Haven�t you seen enough?

Fairest daughter of love,

I am a slave to your charms;

with but a single word you could

relieve my every pain.

Come, touch

my breast and feel

how my heart

is racing.

With but a single word

relieve my every pain.

Ah! Ah! That really makes me laugh;

talk like that is cheap enough...

Ah, these are the loving words...

...believe me, I know exactly

what such play-acting is worth!

...the scoundrel spoke once to me!

Hush, weeping can do no good,

-O wretched heart betrayed, - I, my fine sir, am quite accustomed

- do not break for sorrow. - to foolish jokes like this,

you could relieve my every pain.

Fairest daughter of love,

Ah! Ah! That really makes me laugh;

talk like that is cheap enough,

I am a slave to your charms

...believe me, I know exactly

what such play-acting is worth!

with but a single word you could

relieve my every pain.

Hush, weeping can do no good, etc.

It will be quick, it will be deadly,

I know how to deal with him.

I know exactly

what such play

come

I know exactly what such play

come

Listen to me,

go home.

Take some money and a horse,

put on the men�s clothes I provided,

then leave at once for Verona.

I shall meet you there tomorrow.

Come with me now.

It�s impossible.

I�m afraid.

Go!

Twenty scudi, you said?

Here are ten

and the rest when the work is finished

.He is staying here?

Yes.

At midnight I shall return.

No point:

I can throw him in the river without help.

No, no,

I want to do it myself.

All right;

his name?

Do you want to know mine as well?

He is Crime,

I am Punishment.

The storm is getting closer.

The night will be darker.

Maddalena?

Wait.

my brother is coming.

So?

Thunder!

It�s going to rain soon.

So much the better.

You can sleep in the stable...

or in hell...wherever you like.

Thank you.

Ah no!...You must leave.

In this weather?

It means twenty gold scudi.

I�ll be glad to offer you my room.

If you want to see it,

let�s go up now.

Good; I�ll be with you

in a moment.

good bye

Poor lad!

He�s so handsome!

God!

What a night this is!

We sleep in the open, eh?

Good enough!

Goodnight.

Sir, may God protect you.

We�ll not sleep long;

but I�m tired.

Oh, women are fickle, as feathers in the wind,

- Untranslated subtitle -

simple in speech

and simple in mind...

simple in speech

and simple in mind...

He is really most attractive, this young man.

Oh, yes...to the tune of twenty scudi.

Only twenty!...

That�s not much!

He was worth more.

His sword: if he�s asleep,

bring it down to me.

Ah, my reason has left me!

Love draws me back...

Father, forgive me!

What a terrible night!

Great God, what will happen?

Brother?

Who is speaking?

Go to the devil!

He�s an Apollo, that young man;

I love him, he loves me

.let him be...let�s spare him.

Dear God!

Mend this sack!

Why?

Because your Apollo, when I�ve cut his throat,

will wear it when I throw him in the river.

I see hell itself!

But I reckon

I can save you the money

and save his life as well.

Difficult, I think.

Listen.

my plan is simple.

You�ve had ten scudi from the hunchback;

he�s coming later with the rest...

-Kill him, and the twenty......you�ve got... - What do I hear? My father!

...so we lose nothing.

Kill the hunchback?

What the devil do you mean?

Am I a thief?

Am I a bandit?

What client of mine

has ever been cheated?

This man pays me,

and I shall deliver.

Ah, have mercy on him!

He must die.

I�ll see he escapes in time.

Oh, merciful girl!

We�d lose the money.

That�s true!

Don�t interfere.

We must save him.

If someone else comes here

before midnight, they shall die in his place.

The night is dark, the weather too stormy;

no one will pass by here at this late hour.

Oh, what a temptation! To die for the ingrate?

To die! And my father?...Oh, Heaven, have mercy!

If someone else comes here, etc.

... Anyone comes here for it morra

There�s still half an hour.

Wait, brother...

What! A woman like that weeps,

and I do nothing

to help him! Ah, even if he betrayed my love

I shall save his life with my own!

A knock at the door?

It was the wind.

Someone�s knocking, I tell you.

How strange! Who�s there?

Have pity on a beggar;

grant him shelter for the night.

A long night will it be!

Wait a moment.

Come on, get on with it, finish the job.

I am eager to save one life with another.

So, I�m ready; open the door;

all I want to save is the gold.

Ah, death is near, and I am so young!

Oh, Heaven, for these sinners I ask thy pardon.

Father, forgive your unhappy child!

May the man I am saving be happy.

Get on with it

Open up!

Enter!

God!

Forgive them!

Enter!

At last the moment of vengeance

is at hand!

For thirty days I have waited,

weeping tears of blood

behind my fool�s mask.

This door...is closed!

.ah, it is not yet time!

I shall wait.

What a night of mystery!

A tempest above,

a murder below!

Oh, how big

I feel now!

Midnight!

Who�s there?

It is I.

Wait.

Here is your man, dead.

Oh joy!...A light!

A light? No, the gold!

Let�s throw him into the river quickly...

No, I can do it alone.

As you wish.

This is not a good place.

Further on the stream is deeper.

Quick,

so that no one sees you

Goodnight.

He�s in there!

..Dead!

oh yes!

but I must see him!

But what�s the use?

.It�s him all right!

I can feel his spurs!

Now look upon me, O world!

Here is a buffoon

and this is a mighty prince!

He lies at my feet!

It�s him! Oh joy!

At last

you are avenged, O grief!

Let the river be his tomb,

a sack his winding sheet!

To the river!

To the river!

Women are as fickle as feathers in the wind,

simple in speech, and simple in mind.

His voice!

.This is a trick of the darkness!

No!...No!

No!

This is he! Damnation!

Hola!...You devil of a bandit!

Who can this be

here in his stead?

I tremble

.It�s a human body!

My daughter!...O God!...My daughter!

Ah, no

it cannot be!

She has left for Verona!

It was a spectre

.It is she!

Oh, my Gilda,

child

, answer me!

Tell me the murderer�s name!

Hol�

.Is no one there?No one!...

My daughter?

My Gilda?

Oh, my daughter!

Who calls me?

She speaks

She moves!

She is alive!

Oh, God! Ah, my only joy on earth...

look at me...say who I am...

Ah, my father!

I�m mystified!...What happened?...

Are you wounded?

Tell me...

The dagger wounded me here.

Who struck you?

I deceived you.

.I was guilty

I loved him too much

now I die for him!

Great God in heaven!

She was struck by the bolt

that I, in righteous vengeance, loosed!

Beloved angel! Look at me, listen to me!

Speak, speak to me

, dearest child.

Let me be silent! Forgive me, and him.

Bless your daughter, O my father �

in heaven above

near my mother,

I shall pray for you evermore.

Do not die, my treasure, have pity!

Oh, my dove, you must not leave me!

No, you must not leave me

Up there in the sky, close to her mother ...

... Forever I will pray for you

No, you must not leave m

I will pray

do not die.

I will pray for you

If you go away, I shall be alone!

Do not die, or I shall die beside you!

-No more...Forgive him. -Oh my daughter, my Gilda!

-My father...Farewell! -No, you must not leave me

Gilda!

My Gilda!

She is dead!

Ah, the curse!

Done by: Abeer Nasser 10/8/2016-