The Tales of Hoffmann Page #3
So, then all in good time
I shall find out the way
to be revenged
I'm fleeced
I'm fleeced
Me
I'll make someone pay
Let the dancing proceed
The opening
They're repeating
How the waltz sets our hearts a-beating
Let the gentleman lead you so
Now go
Yes
Yes
Now she's dancing
How entrancing
Never could art such grace impart
Smiling, smiling
How beguiling
Light as the air
Now here, now there
Now she's dancing
How entrancing
Never could art such grace impart
Smiling, smiling
How beguiling
Light as the air
Now here, now there
Olympia, no
Someone detain her
Someone detain her
Why should we be expected to go
He's in trouble now
What could be plainer
Now what the devil
There they go
Now go slow
That's right
No more, no more
dear daughter
You've had enough today
No more, no more
dear daughter
Go and escort her
back where you know
S-S-So then
S-So then
So
No
What do you think they're saying
Such compliments we 're paying
There 's nothing more to add
She 's not too bad
She 's not too bad
No, she 's not too bad
She's not too bad
- Is he dead
- No
In falling
only his glasses came to grief
He revives
What relief
Truly appalling
He revives
What relief
- Truly appalling
- Truly appalling
- What
Merciful gods
Olympia, beware
Olympia, beware
Oh, heavens
Now she has crashed
She's crashed
Yes, she is smashed
You fright
You swine
You fool
Fox
Fanatic
It's automatic
It's automatic
Ha, ha, ha
It's too dramatic
His beloved's automatic
How too dramatic
His beloved's automatic
His beloved's automatic
- You cheat
- You fiend
You cheat
She's automatic
Moon of love
O tender moon
Smile down on our caresses
Fools demand of day a boon
Memory fades and all too soon
No past delight confesses
Sad with shame our years are strewn
The breeze all
- The breeze all afire
- Warms the kiss that it presses
The breeze all afire
- It warms the kiss it presses
Leaves a kiss of desire
Warms the kiss
Our desire
Warms the kiss
Our desire
Moon of love
O tender moon
Smile down on our caresses
Fools demand of day a boon
Lovely tender moon
Smiling on our caresses
Tender moon
- O moon of love
O tender moon
For me a love like that
Enraptured by her charms
for love of whom we die
In our bliss
what need to sigh
No
A laugh in the heart
Has a song to inspire me
Has a song to inspire me
A love full of worry and care
Beware
Beware
A love that is merry and bright
Delight
Delight
in your heart is burning
The fever of desire
will inflame its yearning
Yet love they say
Will die away
Will die away
Will die away
Have done with dreary dying
For two bright eyes
For we all cares defying
Despise all ties
No sense in sighing if you're wise
Have done with dreary dying
For two bright eyes
For we all cares defying
Despise all ties
No sense in sighing when you're wise
I see
A celebration
How delightful, milady
Schlemil
Well, I did cry for you
three whole days
- Did you
- Runt
- Look here
- No, not now
Do you see we've a poet
from abroad here today
Hoffmann
- Too charmed
- Too charmed
Oh, what a gloomy face
Will you all find a place
for a game of faro
Bravo
Let's have a game
What insolence
Come on
Come on, my friends
Come on, come on, come on
A word
But no sweethearting
Once your daydreams begin
then, Hoffmann, we're departing
And what daydreams indeed
In such a worldly place
Can one love one in her station
That Schlemil says he does
He's not the same as I
You be careful
The devil's very quick
He can try
If I fall in love with her
Then I shall deserve damnation
Come on
- Come on
So gleam
With desire
Keen diamond
the sunlight reflecting
So gleam with desire
As the moths fly round a candle
Woman does crave your fire
Though 'tis death to admire
They're but staking their being
But she forswears her soul
They're but staking their being
But she forswears
Her soul
So gleam
With desire
Keen diamond
the sunlight reflecting
So gleam
With desire
And steal her heart
And steal her heart
Yes, steal her heart
Diamond afire
Now steal her heart
Diamond afire
Now gleam
And steal
Her heart
Fair angel
What must I do
to merit such a prize
This
You've already shown
In guile you are so wise
That through you I now do own
The shadow of Schlemil
I require new delights
And I ask
will you get me
Hoffmann's reflection today
Yes, his reflection
Do you doubt
the potent strength
Of those eyes
That poet's dream
above desire may rise
Why, yes, indeed
While I chanced to be about
At you he sneered
At you he sneered
Then I'll make
Hoffmann dance
Here he is
Here he is
You're leaving me so
No more to lose
What, even you
So you mean to insult me
So you mean to insult me
No regrets and no thanks
Well, go
Yes, go
And leave you to your sorrow
No, I love you
Though I should die tomorrow
Are you mad
and have you got no qualms
That with your life any moment
any hour, you may pay
And that my love will lose you
evermore if you stay
And that Schlemil
may strike you dead in my arms
My life is all yours, I swear
Ah, go
And soon I'll be with you
And then no more alarms
O heaven
A joy divine
Illumines all around me
Like music from the spheres
Your voice has pierced my heart
Consumes my every part
And tongues of fire surround me
They burn as the stars in the skies
And I feel with my love ablaze
The breath of your passion that plays
On my mouth and on my eyes
The breath of your passion
Of your passion that plays
On my mouth
On my mouth
And on my eyes
O heaven
A joy divine
Illumines all around me
And tongues of fire
And tongues of fire
Surround me
Your eyes
Your face
This reflection close to mine
It is for that I pray
What
My reflection
What do you mean
This
When it is wiped away
And when the glass is clean
Unimpaired
Straightaway in my heart
It shall stay
- In your heart
- In my heart
'Tis I
'Tis I for this am pleading
All else do I abjure
- You are sure
- I am sure
Whether heedless or heeding
I am yours, I'm sure
Though the night
Though the night be dying
May the day
the day endure
Though the night
Though the night be dying
May the day endure
Though the night be dying
May the day endure
May the day endure
Schlemil
Just as I thought
Together
You see, my friends
You see
Indeed I rather wonder whether
Why, sir
Don't answer
He's got my key
I love you
Let us kill him
No, not now
You're looking very pale, sir
I:
Well, look for yourself
Heavens
What
My reflection
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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