Madama Butterfly Page #4

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You're the kindest man in the world.

Please begin.

"My dear friend, will you go and see

that pretty girl... "

Does he really say that?

Yes, he does,

but if every moment...

I'll keep quiet,

I'll keep quiet.

I won't interrupt .

"Since that happy days

three years have gone by... "

He's counted them, too!

"And perhaps Butterfly

does not remember me any more."

Not remember him?

Suzuki,

you tell him.

"may not remember me any more... "

Patience!

"If she still loves me,

and still waiting.. "

Oh, what sweet words!

bless this letter!

"I beg you

to be so good as,

with tact, to prepare her gently..."

He's coming.

"... for the shock."

When?

Quick! Quick!

this is unbearable!

I must break it to her without more ado.

damn Pinkerton!

24- Ebbene,

Well,

what would you do,

Madam Butterfly,

if he were never

came back?

Two things

I could do:

go back

go back to entertaining people

with my songs;

Or else,

better,

die

It grieves me deeply to rob you

of your illusions.

but Accept the proposal

of the wealthy Yamadori.

You!

you, sir,

say this to me!

You!

Great God,

what can I do?

Come here. Suzuki,

quickly, quickly,

His Grace is leaving.

he goes

Are you throwing me out?

I beseech you,

already not worth the stress.

I was brutal,

I don't deny it.

Oh, you hurt me

so much,

so much,

so much,

so much,

it's Nothing!

it's Nothing!

I thought I would die..

But it's already passed,

as passag clouds on the sea

Ah!

He is forgotten me?

25- E questo?

And this?

And this?

And this

can her forget this too?

It is his?

Who ever saw

a Japanese child

with blue eyes?

And his mouth?

And his curls

of pure gold?

It's obvious.

And does Pinkerton know?

No

No

The child was born

after he'd gone back

to his great country .

But you

will write him

that a son

is waiting for him here!

And then you'll see

if he doesn't come hurrying

over the land

and across sea!

Do you know the heart

of this gentelman thinks of?

26- Che tua madre dovr

That your mother would have

to take you in her arms

in the rain

and the wind

walk the city streets

to earn you food

and clothing,

and to the pitying crowd

stretch out a trembling hand,

crying,

"Listen, listen

to my sad tale.

Charity for an unhappy mother!

move to pity. "

And Butterfly

oh, horrible fate

will dance for you!

And as she used to do,

the geisha will sing!

And the geisha will sing

a merry song will end in a sob!

Oh no, no, never!

Not that profession

which leads to dishonour!

Dead!

Dead!

To dance no more!

Rather my life

to be ended!

Ah! Dead!

How pitiful!

I must go back now.

Will you forgive me?

You..

give him your hand.

What pretty fair curls!

What is your name, darling?

Reply:
Today my name

is

Pain

But

when you write-

to Daddy tell him

that the day he comes back

my name will be:

my name will be:

Joy,

Your father shall know it

I promise you.

27- Vespa! Rospo maledetto!

Serpent! Accursed toad!

What's happened?

He buzzes round us,-the vampire!

And every day...

to the four winds he spreads abroad-

that nobody knows who the baby's father is!

I only said

that over there in America

when a child is born so unfortunate

he will always be an outcast

among people!

Ah! You lie! You lie! You lie! Ah! You lie!

Ah! You lie!-

Say it again and I will kill you! -

No!

Get out!

You'll see, my little love,

my sorrow and my comfort,

My little love,

ah, you'll see ...

your father will

take us

far away-to his own country

far away.

The harbour gun!

28- Una nave da guerra

A warship!

White,

white

The American flag of the stars

Now it's to drop anchor.

Steady my hand

so that I can see the name...

the name,

the name,

Here it is:

Abraham Lincoln!

All they did lied!

Everyone! -

I alone knew...

Only I who love him.

see how foolish your doubts were?

He's come!

He's come! He's come!

Just when every body

when everybody said:

weep and despair!

My love triumphs,

yes, triumphs!

My faith

is completely vindicated!

He has come back

and he

loves me!

29- Scuoti quella fronda di ciliegio

Shake that branch of the cherry tree

and inundates me of fine

Let that fragrant rain

cool my fever

Madam, calm yourself

Don't cry ...

No,

no, I'm laughing!

How long shall we have to wait for him?

What do you think?

An hour?

More

Two hours maybe

Everywhere

must be full of flowers,

as many stars in the sky

pick more.

All of them?

All the flowers!

All the flowers!

yes, Peach blossom, violets, jasmine -...

every bush, plant

or grass, or tree flowers!

A Desolate winter

It will be all over the garden.

Throughout the spring

I want scents here

Throughout the spring

It will be all over the garden.

Here you are, Madam.

Pick some more.

You used to come to this hedge

so often to gaze

in tears,

in the deserted immensity.

The long-awaited one has come,

I ask nothing more of the sea,

I gave tears to the soil,

it gives its flowers to me!

The garden's bare.

Is it? Then come

and help me.

put Roses at the entrance

Throughout the spring

I want scents here

Sow fair April

sow april

All spring beauty

I want scents here

- Lilies? Violets?

Scatter Around, around

Sow fair April

Sow fair April

-His chair let us twine...

- lilies, roses spandi

- with flower garlands!

- I want all the perfume of spring

- Lilies, violets around spandi - Pour lilies, violets

Let us sow April all about us.

We throw in hands full ...

violets and tuberoses,

blossoms of verbena,

petals of every kind!

blossoms of verbena,

Petals of each flower!

30- Or vienmi ad adornar

Now, come and dress me

But no! First bring me the baby.

I'm no longer what I was.

These lips have breathed too many sighs...

and these eyes have gazed

too hard into the distance.

Give my face

a touch of rouge...

and you too, little one,

so that the long wait

won't leave your cheeks

pale and hollow.

Keep still,

I have to do your hair.

What will they say now?

And Uncle Bonze?

All of them so glad

at my sad plight!

And Yamadori, with his languishing!

Ridiculed, disgraced,

Ridiculed, disgraced,

the unkind creatures!

I've finished.

The sash I wore as a bride.

Bring it here for me to put on.

I want him to see me dressed

as I was that first day.

And a red poppy

in my hair..

. like that.

Now we'll make three little holes

in the paper screen to look through,

and we'll stay quiet

as mice, waiting.

Atto III

31- Intermezzo

32- Coro A Bocca chiusa

33- Gi il sole!

The sun's up already!

Cio-Cio-San!

He'll come

he'll come, you'll see.

Go and rest,

you're tired out...

When he arrives

I'll call you.

Sleep, my love,

sleep on my heart.

You are with God,

and I'm with my sorrow.

On you shine the rays

of the golden stars...

Sleep, my child.

Poor Butterfly!

Sleep, my love,

sleep on my heart.

You are with god,

and I'm with

my sorrow.

Poor Butterfly!

34- Chi sia?

Who can that be?

Hush! Hush!

Don't wake her.

She was quite worn out!

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