クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Natalya Romaniw
Natalya Romaniw
Soprano
Claire Barnett-Jones
Claire Barnett-Jones
Mezzo-Soprano
Robert Murray
Robert Murray
Tenor
BBC Symphony Orchestra
BBC Symphony Orchestra
Orchestra
John Andrews
John Andrews
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ethel Smyth
Ethel Smyth
Composer

歌詞

[Intro]
Oh, now is the hour
[Verse 1]
Oh, slave who dares my favours to scorn, to flout me behold
I will scourge they pride
Bow, insolent hind, thy neck
Here shalt thou sue for mercy
And she, the foolish maid, whose feeble hands hold him back
Shall kneel, shall grovel here in the dust
[Verse 2]
Save him
They lead him to death
Oh, lady have mercy
Save him
[Verse 3]
Ah me, well a-day
Perchance twas unwise to refuse my favours
You Iolanthe had pleaded his cause, nor pleaded in vain
But maybe my power may protect him even now
All yet may be well
[Verse 4]
My steed, I would be gone
If in wiser humbler mood you repent, and fain would serve me
Then follow me
[Verse 5]
Do her will, thwart her not, go with her
Love, you bid me leave you, obey the accursed of God?
[Verse 6]
Brave not her anger, bid me farewell and go
For ah, if I bid you stay, woe is me
My love will be slain
Be slain by me, be slain, alas
[Verse 7]
How can I bear it? Go, go or you are lost beloved
Röschen, would you bid me, forget betray you?
[Verse 8]
Our life is a shadow that passes, but love is mighty and deathless
[Verse 9]
Oh joy, oh pain, nor danger nor death can part us
Nor danger nor death can part us now
[Verse 10]
Behold, I wait
I wait for you
You wait in vain
If this be thy council, proud maid, his blood be on thy head
Follow me or die
[Verse 11]
My life, you offer me
My faith, my love the price
Then take my life, thou damned witch
Thus I thank thee, thus I defy thee
Scorn, abhor thee
Strike home and hell take thy soul
[Verse 12]
Enough thou base-born slave, then die
[Verse 13]
Sharp are your knives and broad his breast
Who defies me beware
To horse, to horse
[Outro]
Love has the victory
Love and death
Love and death
Sacred forest, take thine own
Written by: Ethel Smyth
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