Puccini, Giactmo Madama Butterfly. Liteetto. English & Italian ...
Puccini, Giactmo Madama Butterfly. Liteetto. English & Italian ...
Puccini, Giactmo Madama Butterfly. Liteetto. English & Italian ...
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MADAM BUTTERFLY<br />
BUTTERFLY PINKERTON<br />
I long to be rid Just like a little squirrel<br />
Of this ponde-ous obi,<br />
Are all her pretty movements.<br />
A bride must be rob'd To think that pretty plaything<br />
in a garment of white. Is my wife ! my wife !<br />
1I 's peeping and smiling, Gazing upon that baby-form<br />
t'onceal'd by the lattice I scarce can find a trace<br />
Oh, could I but vanish Of womanhood, scarce enough<br />
blushes to hide !<br />
To raise a smile<br />
My<br />
I hear that angry voice But her charm<br />
Still shouting curses Is so alluring,<br />
<strong>Butterfly</strong> they've renounced her,* That my heart<br />
Renounced her still she's happy. Is beating madly,<br />
With passionate longing !<br />
PlNKERTON<br />
(goes up to <strong>Butterfly</strong>, raises her gently and goes out on the terrace with her)<br />
Child, from whose eyes the witchery is shining,<br />
Now you are all my own !<br />
You're clad all in lily-white raiment,<br />
How sweet are your tresses of brown<br />
In your snowy- white garment<br />
BUTTERFLY<br />
(goes down from the terrace)<br />
I am like<br />
The little Moon-Goddess,<br />
The little Moon-Goddess who comes down by night<br />
From her bridge in the star-lighted sky<br />
Bewitching<br />
PlNKERTON<br />
(following her)<br />
all mortals<br />
BUTTERFLY<br />
Then she takes them<br />
And she wraps them in mantle of white,<br />
And away she bears them, to realms high above.<br />
PlNKERTON<br />
But,, dearest, as yet you've not told me,<br />
You've not told me yet that you love me.<br />
Do you think that my goddess<br />
Knows the words I am yearning to hear?
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