#137 - Miserere, from Il Trovatore

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• Composer:
  • Giuseppe Verdi

    • #137 - Miserere, from Il Trovatore
    • #188 - Back to Our Mountains
    • #1120 - Home to Our Mountains
    • #2022 - The Gypsy Song / Anvil Chorus

    (1813-1901), 1853¹⁾
  • from the opera Il Trovatore

    • #137 - Miserere, from Il Trovatore
    • #188 - Back to Our Mountains
    • #1120 - Home to Our Mountains
    • #2022 - The Gypsy Song / Anvil Chorus
• Title variations:
  • misspelled as Trovators
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• Parsons Code: XDUUDDDUDUDUUDDURRDDRUDDDDUDDU²⁾
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• Instrumental³⁾⁴⁾
• Lyrics:
  Voci Interne:
  Miserere d'un'alma già vicina
  Alla partenza che non ha ritomo!
  Miserere di lei, bontà divina,
  Preda non sia dell'infernal soggiorno!
  
  Leonora:
  Quel suon, quelle preci solenni, funeste,
  Empiron quest'aere di cupo terror!…
  Contende l'ambascia, che tutta m'investe,
  Al labbro il respiro, i palpiti al cor!
  
  Manrico:
  dalla torre
  Ah, che la morte ognora
  È tarda nel venir
  A chi desia morir!…
  Addio, Leonora!
  
  Leonora:
  Oh ciel!… sento mancarmi!
  
  Voci Interne:
  Miserere d'un'alma già vicina
  Alla partenza che non ha ritorno!
  Miserere di lei, bontà divina
  Preda non sia dell'infernal soggiorno!
  
  Leonora:
  Sull'orrida torre, ah! par che la morte
  Con ali di tenebre librando si va!
  Ahi! forse dischiuse gli fian queste porte
  Sol quando cadaver già freddo sarà!
  
  Manrico:
  dalla torre
  Sconto col sangue mio
  L'amor che posi in te!…
  Non ti scordar di me!
  Leonora, addio!
  
  Leonora:
  Di te, di te scordarmi!!…
  Tu vedrai che amore in terra
  Mai del mio non fu più forte;
  Vinse il fato in aspra guerra,
  Vincerà la stessa morte.
  O col prezzo di mia vita
  La tua vita io salverò,
  O con te per sempre unita
  Nella tomba io scenderò.
  
  
  • Salvatore Cammarano

    • #137 - Miserere, from Il Trovatore
    • #188 - Back to Our Mountains
    • #1120 - Home to Our Mountains
    • #2022 - The Gypsy Song / Anvil Chorus

    (1801-1852) (finished by Leone Emanuele Bardare), 1853
• Lyrics:
  Chorus:
  Pray that peace may attend a soul departing,
  Whither no care or thought of earth can follow;
  Heav'nly mercy allays the pangs of parting,
  Look up, beyond this life's delusions hollow.
  
  Leanora:
  What voices of terror! For whom are they praying?
  With omens of fear unknown they darken the air.
  New horrors assail me, my senses are straying,
  My vision is dim, is it death that is near?
  Ah is it death, is't death that is near?
  
  Troubadour:
  Ah! Send thy beams, Aurora,
  Light me to early death,
  Waft her my longing,
  Waft her my latest breath!
  I leave thee, Leonora, ah, I leave thee
  
  Leonora:
  Oh heav'n! I am distracted!
  
  Chorus:
  Pray that peace may attend a soul departing,
  Whither no care or thought of earth can follow;
  Heav'nly mercy allays the pangs of parting,
  Look up, beyond this life's delusions hollow.
  
  Leonora:
  Oh night full of anguish,
  
  Chorus:
  Heav'n have mercy
  what will be thy ending?
  on thy spirit!
  With lowering pinion
  Heav'n have mercy
  destruction is near!
  on thy spirit,
  Oh gloomy foreboding,
  Heav'n have mercy
  his doom is impending,
  We meet not again till his death knell I hear,
  Not till his death knell, his knell I hear.
  on thy spirit!
  
  Troubadour:
  Though here on earth we sever,
  Thou wilt remember me:
  In realms above, there I will wait for thee,
  Leonora mine, we shall not part forever!
  
  Leonora:
  Forget thee can I never!
  
  Troubadour:
  Tho' here on earth we sever,
  
  Chorus:
  Heav'n have mercy
  I'm thine, I'm thine forever
  Thou wilt remember me,
  on thy spirit,
  I'm thine forever,
  In realms above,
  Heav'n have mercy
  I'm thine forever,
  There I will wait for thee,
  Evermore I'm thine,
  We part, but not forever,
  on thy spirit,
  Forget thee can I never!
  Tho' here on earth we sever,
  Heav'n have mercy
  I'm thine, I'm thine forever,
  Thou wilt remember me!
  on thy spirit,
  I'm thine forever, I'm thine forever,
  In realms above, there I will wait for thee,
  Heav'n have mercy
  Evermore I'm thine,
  We part, but not forever,
  on thy spirit,
  I'm thine forever, I'm thine forever, I'm thine!
  Leonora mine!
  Heav'n have mercy on thy soul!
  
  
  • (trans. unknown)