ELENA OBRAZTSOVA lyrics : "Verdi - Il Trovatore, 'Stride la vampa!'"
The unyielding crowd
Runs to that fire
Happy in countenance;
Merry shouts
Echo all around;
Escorted by guards
A woman makes forth!
Sombre shines
On that terrible faces
The gloomy flame
That reaches up to the sky!
The crackling flame fizzles!
The victim arrives,
Clad in black,
Half-dressed, barefoot!
A ferocious cry
Of death rises.
The echo repeats
It all along the cliffs!
Sombre shines
On that terrible faces
The gloomy flame
That reaches up to the sky!
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