Noi siamo zingarelle (Giuseppe Verdi)

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  • (Posted 2016-04-11)  CPDL #39285:           
Editor: J. P. Kentros (submitted 2016-04-11).   Score information: Letter, 17 pages, 127 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Women's chorus only, with abbreviations of certain solos.

General Information

Title: Noi siamo zingarelle
Composer: Giuseppe Verdi
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 2vv   Voicing: SA
Genre: SecularOpera

Language: Italian
Instruments: Piano

First published: 1853
Description: 

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Noi siamo zingarelle
venute da lontano;
d'ognuno sulla mano
leggiamo l'avvenir.

Se consultiam le stelle
null'avvi a noi d'oscuro,
e i casi del futuro
possiamo altrui predir.

Zingare I:
Vediamo! Voi, signora,
rivali alquante avete?

Zingare II:
Marchese, voi non siete model di fedeltà.

Flora (al Marchese):
Fate il galante ancora?
Ben, vo' me la paghiate.

Marchese (a Flora):
Che dianci vi pensate?
L'accusa è falsità.

Flora:
La volpe lascia il pelo,
non abbandona il vizio.
Marchese mio, giudizio,
o vi farò pentir.

Tutti:
Su via, si stenda un velo
sui fatti del passato;
già quel ch'è stato è stato,
badiamo all'avvenir.

English.png English translation

We are gypsies,
Come from a distant land;
We can read the future
In anybody's hand.

We're in touch with the stars;
Nothing is hidden from us,
All the happenings of the future
We can reveal to you.

A GROUP OF GYPSIES
Let's see;
You, Madame, Have several rivals.

ANOTHER GROUP OF GYPSIES
You, Marquis,
Are no model of faithfulness.

FLORA
Are you at your games again?
Believe me, I shall make you pay!

MARQUIS
What the deuce do you mean?
It's an utter falsehood!

FLORA
The fox may change his skin,
But he doesn't forget his tricks.
My dear Marquis, you be careful,
Or you may be sorry for it.

ALL
Come along, let's draw a veil
Over what is past and gone;
What is done can't be undone,
Let us welcome what's to come.