DRAKE OPERA THEATER ~ FALL 2021
OPERA SCENES PROGRAM • MUS 169 0
SHESLOW AUDITORIUM, November 17, 2021 – 7:30 pm
Director Stefano Vignati
Pianist Amanda Jones
1. W. A. Mozart, Don Giovanni, Act 1, # 9 quartet (Lanie Anthan/Donna Elvira, Topher Elliott/Don Ottavio, Ryan Besser/Don Giovanni/ Sandy Paz-
Garcia/Donna Anna)
2. W. A.Mozart, Così fan Tutte, Act 1, # 10 Trio "Soave sia il vento" (Cole Strelecki/Alfonso, Havyn Fish/Fiordiligi, Delaney Schnathorst/Dorabella)
3. C. W. Gluck, Orfeo e Euridice, Act 3, # 50 Trio "Gaudio, gaudio son al cuore"
Delaney Downs/Orfeo, Brianna Martin/Euridice, Kaylin Vos/Amore)
4. W. A. Mozart, Così fan Tutte, Act 2, # 23 "Il core vi dono" (Ryan Besser/Guglielmo, Delaney Schnathorst/Dorabella)
5. W. A. Mozart, Act 2, finale - Papageno's suicide scene + duet with Papagena (Ryan Orme/Papageno, Kaylin Vos/Papagena, Brianna Martin/ 1st Spirit, Sandy Paz-Garcia/2nd spirit, Delaney Downs/3rd spirit).
6. (SNATS) - Apologies to Mozart (Speed Dating, Tonight!) (Molly McDonough/
Director, Casey Cerveny, Grace Graham, Cole Strelecki, Abby Kate Boeschen, Jordan McCready, Adam Phillips)
7. (SNATS) - S. Sondheim, Sweeney Todd, Johanna Quartet (Halle Fish/Director, Casey Cerveny/Anthony, Abby Kate Boeschen/Johanna, Grace Graham/beggar woman, Adam Phillips/Sweeney Todd.
8. (SNATS) - S. Lutvàk, A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder, “I’ve Decided to Marry You” (Casey Cerveny/Director, Cole Strelecki/Monty, Katelyn
Farebrother/ Phoebe, Jordan McCready/Sibella)
9. M. Adamo, Little Women, quartet #15 (Grace Graham/Jo, Delaney Downs/Beth, Abby Kate Boeschen/Amy, Halle Fish/Meg)
Opera Scenes Recital
Sheslow Auditorium, Wednesday, November 17
th, 2021 – 7:30 pm Translations
W. A. Mozart, from Don Giovanni quartet
“Non ti fidar, o misera”
DONNA ELVIRA Non ti fidar, o misera, di quel ribaldo cor!
Me già tradì quel barbaro, te vuol tradir ancor.
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO Cieli! che aspetto nobile!
Che dolce maestà!
Il suo pallor, le lagrime m'empiono di pietà!
DON GIOVANNI La povera ragazza è pazza, amici miei, lasciatemi con lei.
(a parte)
Forse si calmerà.
DONNA ELVIRA
Ah, non credete al perfido!
DON GIOVANNI È pazza; non badate!
DONNA ELVIRA
Restate, o Dei, restate!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO A chi si crederà?
DON GIOVANNI È pazza!
W. A. Mozart, from Don Giovanni quartet
“Do not believe, unhappy one”
DONNA ELVIRA
Do not believe, unhappy one, in that faithless heart!
The villain has already betrayed me!
Now he seeks to betray you.
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO Heavens, what noble bearing, what sweet majesty!
Her pallor, her tears fill me with pity!
DON GIOVANNI
The poor girl is mad, my friends, leave me alone with her,
she's mad, my friends.
(aside)
Perhaps she will calm down.
DONNA ELVIRA
Ah, do not believe the faithless one!
DON GIOVANNI
She's mad, pay no attention.
DONNA ELVIRA
Stay, for Heaven's sake, stay!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO In whom should we believe?
DON GIOVANNI She's mad!
DONNA ELVIRA Restate!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO A chi si crederà?
DONNA ELVIRA
Ah! Non credete al perfido; restate!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO, DON GIOVANNI Certo moto d'ignoto tormento...
DONNA ELVIRA
Sdegno, rabbia, dispetto, pavento...
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO, DON GIOVANNI ...dentro l'alma girare mi sento...
DONNA ELVIRA
...dentro l'alma girare mi sento...
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO, DON GIOVANNI che mi dice per quell'infelice
cento cose che intender non sa, no, ecc.
DONNA ELVIRA
che mi dice di quel traditore
cento cose che intender non sa, no, ecc.
DON OTTAVIO (a parte) Io di qua non vado via, se non scopro quest'affar.
DONNA ANNA (a parte) Non ha l'aria di pazzia il suo tratto, il suo parlar.
DON GIOVANNI (a parte) Se men vado, si potria qualche cosa sospettar.
DONNA ELVIRA Da qual ceffo si dovria la ner'alma giudicar.
DON OTTAVIO (a Don Giovanni) Dunque quella...
DONNA ELVIRA Stay!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO In whom should we believe?
DONNA ELVIRA
Ah! Do not believe the faithless one! Stay!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO, DON GIOVANNI A feeling of strange import...
DONNA ELVIRA
Scorn, rage, disdain and fear...
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO, DON GIOVANNI ...stir within my breast.
DONNA ELVIRA
...stir within my breast.
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO DON GIOVANNI They tell me of this poor woman
a hundred things I cannot yet grasp, etc.
DONNA ELVIRA
They tell me of his betrayer
a hundred things I cannot yet grasp, etc.
DON OTTAVIO (aside) I will not leave here until I find out the truth.
DONNA ANNA (aside) There is no sign of madness in her manner, in her speech.
DON GIOVANNI (aside) If I should go, they might suspect something.
DONNA ELVIRA
From his expression they should be able to estimate his bad character.
DON OTTAVIO (to Don Giovanni) So then she -
DON GIOVANNI È pazzarella.
DONNA ANNA (a Donna Elvira) Dunque quegli...
DONNA ELVIRA È un traditore.
DON GIOVANNI Infelice!
DONNA ELVIRA
Mentitore! Mentitore! Mentitore!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO Incomincio a dubitar.
DON GIOVANNI (a Donna Elvira) Zitto, zitto, che la gente
si raduna a noi d'intorno!
Siate un poco più prudente;
vi farete criticar!
DONNA ELVIRA (forte a Don Giovanni) Non sperarlo, o scellerato,
ho perduto la prudenza!
Le tue colpe ed il mio stato voglio a tutti palesar!
Non sperarlo, ecc.
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO (a parte) Quegli accenti sì sommessi,
quel cangiarci di colore son indizi troppo espressi che mi fan determinar, ecc.
DON GIOVANNI (a Donna Elvira) Zitto, zitto, che la gente, ecc.
(Donna Elvira parte.)
DON GIOVANNI Is a little mad.
DONNA ANNA (to Donna Elvira) So then he -
DONNA ELVIRA Is a betrayer.
DON GIOVANNI Poor woman!
DONNA ELVIRA Liar! Liar! Liar!
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO I'm beginning to suspect.
DON GIOVANNI (to Donna Elvira) Softly, softly. People
are beginning to gather around us.
Be a little more prudent,
you will become an object of gossip.
DONNA ELVIRA (loudly to Don Giovanni) Don't place your hopes there, villain, I have lost my sense of modesty!
Your guilt and my situation shall be known to all.
Don't place your hopes, etc.
DONNA ANNA, DON OTTAVIO (aside) Those whispered undertones,
that constant blushing, are all too clear an indication and banish all my doubts, etc.
DON GIOVANNI (to Donna Elvira) Softly, softly. People, etc.
(Donna Elvira goes off.)
W. A. Mozart, Così fan Tutte, Act 1, # 10 Trio
"Soave sia il vento"
FIORDILIGI, DORABELLA, ALFONSO Soave sia il vento, tranquilla sia l'onda,
W. A. Mozart, Così fan Tutte, Act 1, # 10 Trio
"Gentle be the breeze"
FIORDILIGI, DORABELLA, ALFONSO
Gentle be the breeze, calm be the waves,
ed ogni elemento benigno risponda ai nostri/vostri desir.
and every element smile in favour on our/your wish.
C. W. Gluck, Orfeo e Euridice, Act 3, # 50 Trio
"Gaudio, gaudio son al cuore"
EURIDICE
Gaudio, gaudio son al cuore queste pene dell’amor.
ORFEO
Tu, amore, qual piacere mischi fra affanno tal.
AMORE
Di duol sparisce qualsisia pur ombra, se lo voglio io.
EURIDICE
Gaudio, gaudio son al cuore queste pene dell’amor.
ORFEO
Tu, amore, qual piacere mischi fra affanno tal.
AMORE
Se il bollor che voi infiamma l’alme vostre ognor impenna mai avrete mal alcun.
EURIDICE/ORFEO
Qual piacere, qual dolcezza
l’Amor ci rende, oh gran contentezza.
Lieti siam, ringraziam te ognor dio Amor!
AMORE
All’Amor voi ognor giubilar, ringraziar!
C. W. Gluck, Orfeo and Euridice, Act 3, # 50 Trio "Sweet affection"
EURIDICE
Sweet affection, heavenly treasure it is bliss to feel thy chain.
ORFEO
Sweet affection, how much pleasure thou dost bring to temper pain.
LOVE
The grief ye had will quickly wane, if yet my favour ye retain.
EURIDICE
Sweet affection, heavenly treasure it is bliss to feel thy chain.
ORFEO
Sweet affection, how much pleasure thou dost bring to temper pain.
LOVE
Of the flame now brightly glowing, still with-in your souls be growing, life to you shall never be vain.
EURIDICE/ORFEO
Oh what rapture all entrancing
affection brings us, our gladness enhancing.
Then with joy offer, we thanks and praise the god of Love.
LOVE
Then with joy offer ye, thanks and praise unto me.
W. A. Mozart, Così fan Tutte, Act 2, # 23 Duet
"Il core vi dono"
Guglielmo
Il core vi dono, Bell'idolo mio; Ma il vostro vo' anch'io, Via, datelo a me.
Dorabella
Mel date, lo prendo, Ma il mio non vi rendo:
Invan mel chiedete, Più meco ei non è.
Guglielmo
Se teco non l'hai, Perché batte qui?
Dorabella
Se a me tu lo dai, Che mai balza lì?
Dorabella e Guglielmo
È il mio coricino Che più non è meco: Ei venne a star teco, Ei batte così.
Guglielmo
Qui lascia che il metta.
Dorabella
Ei qui non può star.
Guglielmo
T'intendo, furbetta.
Dorabella Che fai?
Guglielmo Non guardar.
Dorabella
Nel petto un Vesuvio D'avere mi par.
Guglielmo
Ferrando meschino! Possibil non par.
L'occhietto a me gira.
Dorabella Che brami?
Guglielmo
Rimira, Se meglio può andar.
W. A. Mozart, Così fan Tutte, Act 2, # 23 Duet
"This heart I give you"
Guglielmo
This heart I give you, My adored one; But I want yours in return; Come, give it me.
Dorabella
You've given it and I take it, But mine I cannot give; In vain you ask it of me, It is no longer mine.
Guglielmo
If you no longer own it, Why does it beat here?
Dorabella
If you gave me it, What is still beating there?
Dorabella and Guglielmo
It is my own dear heart That is no longer mine; It's come to lodge with you, And that's what's beating so.
Guglielmo
Let me put it here.
Dorabella
There it cannot stay.
Guglielmo
I understand, you little rogue.
Dorabella
What are you doing?
Guglielmo You're not to look.
Dorabella
I feel I have A volcano in my bosom!
Guglielmo
Poor Ferrando! It doesn't seem possible. Now turn your pretty eyes on me.
Dorabella
What do you want?
Guglielmo
See, Doesn't that look better?
Dorabella e Guglielmo
Oh cambio felice Di cori e d'affetti!
Che nuovi diletti, Che dolce penar!
Dorabella and Guglielmo
Oh happy exchange Of hearts and affections!
What new delights! What sweet pain!
W. A. Mozart, Act 2, finale - Papageno's suicide scene + duet with Papagena
PAPAGENO
Papagena! Papagena! Papagena!
(pfeift)
Weibchen! Täubchen! meine Schöne! – Vergebens! Ach! sie ist verloren!
ich bin zum Unglück schon geboren! – Ich plauderte, und das war schlecht, und drum geschieht es mir schon recht! – Seit ich gekostet diesen Wein –
seit ich das schöne Weibchen sah, so brennt’s im Herzenskämmerlein, so zwicket’s hier, so zwicket’s da!
Papagena! Herzensweibchen!
Papagena liebes Täubchen!
‘S ist umsonst, es ist vergebens, müde bin ich meines Lebens!
Sterben macht der Lieb’ ein End, wenn’s im Herzen noch so brennt.
(nimmt einen Strick von seiner Mitte) Diesen Baum da will ich zieren, mir an ihm den Hals zuschnüren, weil das Leben mir mißfällt, gute Nacht, du falsche Welt! – Weil du böse an mir handelst, mir kein schönes Kind zubandelst, so ist’s aus, so sterbe ich.
Schöne Mädchen, denkt an mich! – Will sich eine um mich Armen, eh’ ich hänge, noch erbarmen – wohl, so laß ich’s diesmal sein!
Rufet nur, Ja oder Nein! – Keine hört mich! alles stille!
Also ist es euer Wille!
Papageno frisch hinauf, ende deinen Lebenslauf.
Nun! ich warte noch! es sei – bis man zählet: eins, zwei, drei!
(pfeift, sieht sich um)
W. A. Mozart, Act 2, finale - Papageno's suicide scene + duet with Papagena
PAPAGENO
Papagena! Papagena! Papagena!
(playing his pipes)
Little wife! my dove! my beauty! – In vain! Ah, she is lost!
I was born to be unlucky! –
I chattered, and that was naughty, so I got what I deserved! –
Ever since I tasted that wine – ever since I saw that pretty girl, my heart has been burning
and it pinches me here and there!
Papagena! Wife of my bosom!
Papagena, dearest dove!
It is in vain, all useless!
I am weary of life!
Death puts an end to love
when it burns your heart like this.
(takes a rope from around his waist) I shall ornament this tree
by hanging myself from it
because my life has gone all wrong.
Goodnight, deceiving world! – You treated me badly
and denied me a pretty mate, so it is all over, so I shall die.
Pretty maiden, think of me! – If someone takes pity on me, poor wretch, before I hang myself – I will let it go this time!
Speak up: yes, or no! – No one hears me; all is silent!
So this, then, is your decision!
Papageno, get on with it and end your weary life.
I’ll wait a little longer –
while I count: one, two, three!
(He pipes, looking around him.)
eins! zwei! drei!
Nun wohlan! es bleibt dabei!
Weil mich nichts zurücke hält, gute Nacht, du falsche Welt!
(will sich hängen)
DIE KNABEN
Halt ein! o Papageno, und sei klug!
Man lebt nur einmal, dies sei dir genug!
PAPAGENO
Ihr habt gut reden, gut zu scherzen;
doch brennt es euch, wie mich im Herzen, ihr würdet auch nach Mädchen geh’n.
DIE KNABEN
So lasse deine Glöckchen klingen, dies wird dein Weibchen zu dir bringen.
PAPAGENO
Ich Narr vergaß der Zauberdinge!
(nimmt sein Instrument heraus) Erklinge, Glockenspiel, erklinge, ich muß mein liebes Mädchen seh’n!
(Die drei Knaben laufen zu ihrem Flugwerk und bringen das Weib heraus.)
Klinget, Glöckchen, klinget, schafft mein Mädchen her!
Klinget, Glöckchen, klinget, bringt mein Mädchen her!
Klinget, Glöckchen, klinget, bringt mein Weibchen her!
bringt sie her!
mein Mädchen her! mein Weibchen her!
DIE KNABEN
Nun Papageno, sieh dich um!
(fahren auf. Papageno sieht sich um.)
PAPAGENO Pa-pa-ge-na!
PAPAGENA Pa-pa-ge-no!
PAPAGENO
Bist du mir nun ganz ergeben? –
one! two! three!
Well, that’s it, then! As no one holds me back, good night, deceiving world!
(He is about to hang himself.)
THE SPIRITS
Stop, Papageno, and be wise!
You only live once, let that suffice!
PAPAGENO
Well may you counsel, well may you laugh; but if your hearts were burning like mine, you too would be looking for girls.
THE SPIRITS
Then play your bells;
they will bring your mate along.
PAPAGENO
What a fool I am I forgot the magic instrument!
(takes out his instrument) Resound, magic bells, resound, I must see my darling girl!
(The boys go and reapper bringing out the woman.)
Ring, little bells, ring,
send my sweetheart here to me!
Ring, little bells, ring, bring my mate here!
Ring, little bells, ring, bring my little wife here!
Bring her here!
my sweetheart, my little wife!
THE SPIRITS
Hey! Papageno, look over here!
(They fly up. Papageno looks around.)
PAPAGENO Pa-pa-ge-na!
PAPAGENA Pa-pa-ge-no!
PAPAGENO
Do you pledge yourself to me? –
PAPAGENA
Nun bin ich dir ganz ergeben!
PAPAGENO
Nun so sei mein liebes Weibchen!
PAPAGENA
Nun so sei mein Herzenstäubchen!
BEIDE
Welche Freude wird das sein, wenn die Götter uns bedenken, uns’rer Liebe Kinder schenken, so liebe kleine Kinderlein!
PAPAGENO
Erst einen kleinen Papageno!
PAPAGENA
Dann eine kleine Papagena!
PAPAGENO
Dann wieder einen Papageno!
PAPAGENA
Dann wieder eine Papagena!
PAPAGENO Papageno!
PAPAGENA Papagena!
BEIDE
Es ist das höchste der Gefühle,
wenn viele, viele Papagena/Papageno der Eltern Segen werden sein! Papageno, Papagena...
PAPAGENA
Yes, I pledge myself to you!
PAPAGENO
So, now you’re my little dear wife!
PAPAGENA
So, now you’re my heart’s little dove!
BOTH
How happy we will be if the Gods are gracious
and bless our love with children, with darling little children!
PAPAGENO
First a little Papageno!
PAPAGENA
Then a little Papagena!
PAPAGENO
Then another Papageno!
PAPAGENA
Then another Papagena!
PAPAGENO Papageno!
PAPAGENA Papagena!
BOTH
The greatest joy of all will be when many Papagenas/Papagenos bless their parents!
Papageno, Papagena...
