Don Giovanni Page #5
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- 1979
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and soothe your grief.
The spirit
of your father
will be pained
by your torment.
Leave my pain
this small relief.
Only death,
my treasure,
can stop my tears.
Where is my betrothed?
If they find me, I am lost.
I see a door there.
Quietly, quietly I will go.
Stop, scoundrel, where are you going?
Here is the wretch. Why is he here?
Oh, die, perfidious one!
You have betrayed me.
He is my husband, have mercy!
It's Donna Elvira!
Is it her I see?
I can't believe it!
Have mercy!
He must die!
Forgive me,
good people.
I am not that man,
she is mistaken.
Let me live, have mercy!
Heavens!
Leporello!
What ruse is this?
I am stupefied.
How can this be?
If I save myself,
it will be a miracle indeed!
What a day this is!
So it was by your hands that my Masetto
was so cruelly mistreated?
So it was you who deceived me,
passing yourself off as Don Giovanni?
So you came here in these clothes
to commit some felony!
I will punish him.
I will.
No, I will.
Let all four of us do it together!
Have mercy, my lords,
have mercy on me!
You are right and so she is,
but the crime is not mine.
My inhuman master
robbed me of my innocence.
Donna Elvira, have pity!
Now you understand what happened.
Of Masetto I know nothing,
the lady can prove it,
for the past hour or so,
I've been with her.
To you, sir, I say nothing.
Certain fears, certain mishaps...
lights outside, darkness within...
nowhere to hide,
the door... the wall...
It... the... I'll go that way
then hide here.
You know the rest.
If I had known how,
I'd have fled from here.
Stop, villain!
My friends,
after such enormous happenings,
we can no longer doubt that Don Giovanni
was the merciless killer
of Donna Anna's father.
Stay here for a few hours.
I will see that justice is done.
I promise you vengeance.
This is the demand
of pity,
duty and love.
My treasure, meanwhile,
go and console her.
And from her lovely eyes,
seek to dry her tears.
Tell her that her wrongs
I am going to avenge.
Only carnage and death
will I announce on my return.
Into what excesses, oh Heavens,
into what horrible crimes
the wretch has fallen!
Oh no, the wrath of Heaven
can no longer be delayed!
Justice can no longer wait!
Already I see the fatal thunderbolt
striking him down!
I see opening, at his feet,
the mortal abyss.
Poor Elvira!
What contrasting
emotions
are stirring in your breast!
Why
these sighs?
Why this anguish?
That ungrateful soul
has betrayed me.
Unhappy,
oh God, he makes me so unhappy!
But betrayed
and although abandoned,
I still feel pity for him.
Pity!
When I feel my torment,
my heart cries out for revenge.
But once I gaze upon
his countenance,
That was a good one!
Now let her try to find me!
What a beautiful night!
It's brighter than day.
It's made for going around
in search of girls.
Is it late?
It's not yet two o'clock.
I'd like to know how the affair
between Leporello and Donna Elvira went.
Was he wise?
He wants to be the ruin of me.
Leporello!
- Who is calling?
- Don't you know your master?
- If only I didn't!
- What? You rascal!
It's you? Excuse me!
What happened?
Thanks to you,
I was almost killed.
Wouldn't that have been
an honor for you?
You can keep your honor.
Come here.
I have wonderful things
to tell you.
What are you doing here?
Come in and you'll find out.
Several things have happened
since you left.
I'll tell you them later.
Now, I'll tell you just the best one.
It concerns women, of course?
Of course. A pretty, young girl...
I met her on the road.
I took her hand, she wanted
to run away. I said a few words.
She took me for... guess who!
I don't know.
For Leporello!
For me?
For you.
How nice!
She took me by the hand...
Better still!
"My darling Leporello... "
Then I realised
she was some girl of yours.
Damn you!
As I kissed her,
she recognized me and screamed.
I heard people.
I fled and climbed over the wall.
Why not?
Supposing it was my wife?
Better still!
You will have your last laugh
before dawn.
Who spoke?
Some ghost from the other world
who knows you well.
Silence, you fool!
Who goes there?
Rogue!
Insolent libertine!
Leave the dead in peace.
I told you so!
It's someone playing a joke on us.
Isn't this the statue
of the Commander?
Read me the inscription.
Excuse me...
I never learnt to read by moonlight.
Read it!
"Upon the vile man who sent me
"across the ultimate threshold,
here I await
"vengeance. "
Did you hear? I'm trembling!
You old buffoon!
Tell him I expect him
for dinner tonight.
What madness! Don't you think?
What terrible looks he's giving us!
He seems alive!
He seems to hear, to want to speak.
Get over there or I'll kill you
and bury you here!
Now I'll obey.
Oh, most gracious statue
of the great Commander...
Master, my heart is trembling.
I can't go on.
Finish, or I'll put this blade
through your heart.
- What a mess! What folly!
- How amusing!
- I'm frozen with fear!
-1 want to make him tremble!
Oh, most noble statue,
although you are of marble...
Master!
Look! He's still watching!
Die!
No, wait!
Sir, my master...
My master, not me,
would like to dine with you.
What a scene this is!
Oh Heavens,
he's nodding his head!
Go on! You're a buffoon!
Look again, master!
What must I look at?
With his marble head,
he nods like this, like this.
Speak,
if you can.
Will you come to dinner?
Yes.
I can...
hardly move.
I lack
the strength.
For pity's sake, let's go!
Let's go away!
Bizarre indeed this scene is...
The old man will come to dinner.
Let's go and prepare the meal.
Let's get away from here.
Be calm, my love.
Soon the evil man will be punished
for his grave crimes.
We shall be avenged.
But my father, oh God!
You must bow to the will of Heaven.
Compose yourself, my dear.
Your bitter loss
shall be avenged tomorrow,
if you wish,
by my heart, my hands,
my tender love.
What are you saying
at so sad a moment?
What?
Would you increase my pain
with new sorrows?
Cruel one!
Cruel!
Oh no, my love!
I regret all too much
having to defer
the joy
our souls have so long desired.
Oh God!
Do not try confounding
the constancy
of my sensitive heart!
For you,
my love speaks
interminably.
Don't tell me,
my love,
that I am being
cruel with you.
You know well
how much I have loved you.
You know how
I have given you my faith.
Calm,
calm your torment,
or else from sorrow
you will make me die.
Perhaps one day,
Heaven once more
will take pity on me.
Now the table is prepared.
Play music, my dear friends.
As I'm spending my money lavishly,
I want to enjoy myself.
Come to the table!
Oh, good! That's "Cosa Rara"!
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