| Lyrics: | (from Puccini's "Tosca")
[Cavaradossi is working on a portrait of the Madonna for the
church of St. Andrea. Thought the painting closely resembles a beautiful parishioner there,
Cavaradossi explains that it is a combination of that woman. Whom he does not know, and his own
dark-haired, dark-eyed lover Floria Tosca.]
Recondita armonia
di belleze diverse!...E
bruna Floria,
l'ardente amante mia.
E te, beltade ignota, cinta di chiome bionde!
Tu
azzuro hai l'occhio, Tosca ha l'occhio nero!
L'arte nel suo mistero
le diverse belleze
insiem confonde:
ma nel ritrar costei
il mio solo pensiero,
ah! il mio solo pensier, sei
tu,
Tosca, sei tu!
[Translation:]
What Strange And Lovely
Harmony
What strange and lovely harmony
of such different beauties! How dark is
Floria,
this ardent love of mine.
And you, mysterious beauty, long blonde and flowing
tresses,
how your eyes are sky blue, Tosca's eyes are black-night.
Art, too, with it's many
mysteries,
blends all together such different beauties.
But though I paint another,
my
only thought is you,
oh, my only thought is you,
Tosca, is you, is you! |
