Libretto P. I. Tchaikovsky 'Eugeny Onegin'6-11 Poem by Yuri Starostin

Libretto P. I. Tchaikovsky 'Eugeny Onegin'6-11



6. Scene of Lensky's Arioso.

LENSKY.
So happy, so happy I am!
I see you again!

OLGA.
Yesterday we saw, I think.
LENSKY.
Oh Yes! But et still the whole day
The long day passed apart.
This is an eternity!

OLGA.
Eternity!
What is a dreadful word!

LENSKI
May be...
But it's not scary for my love!

Lensky and Olga go in the depth of the garden.

ONEGIN. (To Tatiana) .
Tell me, I think, you have got
Bore here in the wilderness,
Although it`s beautiful, but very distant?
I don't think that a lot of an entertainment
Given you have.

TATIANA. I read a lot of.

ONEGIN
However,
A reading provides an abundant food
For the mind and heart,
But not always we can sit with a book!

TATIANA. I dream sometimes, wandering on the garden.

ONEGIN. What is to you dream?

TATIANA.
The thoughtfulness is my girlfriend
From the most cradle days.

ONEGIN.
I see you're dreaming awfully,
And sometime I was by this way.

Onegin and Tatiana, continuing to talk, leaving on the garden allee. Lensky and Olga returned.

LENSKY.
7. I love you, I love you, Olga,
As one the mad soul of the poet
Сondemned to love more.
Always, everywhere the dream is one,
The usual desire is one,
The usual sadness is one.

I am a fellow was captivated by you,
A heartache I did not know,
I was the affect witness
Of your childish amuses.
I shared your fun
In the shadow of the guardian oakery.
I love you, I love you,
As only the poet soul love only,
You're only in my dreams,
You're only I desire.
You are my joy and my torture,
I love you, I love you.
And never nothing,
No a cooling far side,
Neither a hour of the aparting, no a fun noise,
Do not sober the soul warmed
By the virgin love fire!

OLGA..
Under the shelter of the rural silence...
Together we with you grow up...

LENSKY.
I love you! ..
OLGA.
And remember, the fathers predicted the crowns
To us et in the early childhood.
LENSKY.I love you, love you!


7.The final scene
LARINA. Ah, here you are! So where is Tanya going?

FILIPYEVNA
Should be, She is at the pond and walking with the guest;
I'll go and call her.

LARINA.
Yes let tell her,
It is time de in the rooms, the guests are hungry
To feed by the God send! (The nurse leaves.)
(to Lensky.) I ask you, please!

LENSKY. We followed you.

Larina is in the room. Behind her, a little footstep late, Olga and Lensky leaving. Slowly going Tatiana and Onegin from the pond to the home, followed their at some distance - the nurse go.

ONEGIN (Tatiana) .
'My uncle of the most fair rules,
Do fallen ill is no a fun,
To respect himself he has improved
And more better to think he can not.
His example to another is a science;
(Already on the terrace.)
But, my God, what is a boredom
With the patient to sit and day and night,
Do not depart a step aside!
(Tatiana and Onegin enter in the home.)

FILIPYEVNA (to himself) .
My little dove, bow the head
And, have the eyes down, go meekly,
She shy hurt! And go on!
Neither she looking this new barin to love?
(Goes into the home, thoughtfully shaking by the head.)

Scene II[edit]
Tatyana's room. In the late evening.
8. The antract and the scene with the nurse.

FILIPYEVNA.
Well, I talked away! It's time go, Tanya!
Early I'll wake up you to the mass. Asleep quickly.

TATIANA.
Can't sleep, the nurse, there are so stuffy!
Open the window and sit to me.

FILIPYEVNA. What is, Tanya, what's wrong with you?

TATIANA. I'm bored, let's talk about the old days.

FILIPYEVNA.
What about is, Tanya? I have, by the way,
Stored in the memory a lot of
The old stories and the fairy tales
About the evil spirits and the maidens,
And now all is dark to me:
That knew is forgot. Yes!
Come the worst turn.
Bruise!
TATIANA
Tell me, nurse,
About your past years:
Was you in love then?

FILIPYEVNA
And fully, Tanya! In our years
We didn't hear on the love,
And the deceased mother-in-law
Would have me out the earth!

TATIANA. Yes as you get married, nurse?

FILIPYEVNA.
So, to see, God prove! My Vanya
Was even younger than me, my light,
And I was only thirteen!
The woo go on a two weeks
To my natives and, finally,
The father bless me!
Bitterly I wept with the fear,
They crying have plait off the braid,
And escort singing in the Church,
And now enter into another family...
Yes you're not listening to me?

TATIANA.
Oh, nurse, nurse, I'm suffer I am longing,
I feel sick , my dear,
To cry, to weep I am ready!

FILIPYEVNA.
My child, you are unhealthy.
Lord be mild and save!
Let me sprinkle you by the Holy water.
You're feverish.

TATIANA.
I'm not sick,
I am... nurse, ... I am...in love...
Leave me, leave me, ...
I'm in love...

FILIPYEVNA. Yes how do...

TATIANA.
Go, leave me alone! ..
Nurse give me a pen and a paper,
Yes move the table in; I'll soon go to bed.
Sorry...

FILIPYEVNA.
Good-night Tanya! (Leaves.)

9. The letter scene.

TATIANA.
Though I will die, but firstly
I am in the dazzling hope
The dark bliss to call,
I am the bliss of life will know!

I drink the magic poison of the desires!
The dreams pursue me!
Everywhere, everywhere in front of me
My fatal tempter!
Everywhere, everywhere he is in front of me!
(Fast writes, but immediately sever written)
No, all is wrong! Will begin again!
Ah, what is happened with me! All I burn!
I don't know how to start...
(Thinks, then begins to write again.)
I write to you, - what more?
What is more I can say?
Now I know in your will
To punish me by the disdain!
But you, to my poor share
Storing though a drop of a pity,
You will not leave me.
At first I wanted to mute;
Believe me, my shame
You would never knew never,
Never! (Thinks.)
Oh Yes, I swore to save in the soul
The recognition in the passionate and crazy passion!
Alas! I am unable to hold my soul!
Let it be something that should be with me!
I will confess him! Bolder! He will know everything!
(Continues to write.)
Why, why do you visit us?
Never I would know you
In a wildness of the forgotten village,
Would n't know a bitter torment.
The soul inexperienced excitement
I humbling, got a time, (who knows?)
On the heart, I would find a friend,
To would be the faithful wife
And the good deed mother...
To another! No, to no one on the earth
I wouldn't give the heart!
It is decreed on the High conceil,
It is the will of the heaven: I am yours!
My all life was a pledge
Of the faithful meeting with you;
I know God sent you to me
Till the grave, you are my guardian.
You're in the dream come to me
Unseen, you've been mild to me,
Your wonder look haunted me,
Your voice heard in the soul.
Long time... no, it was not a dream!
You just walked in, instantly I knew...
All I am swooned, burned on,
And I said in th thought: 'here he is!
Here he is!
No true eh! I have hear you...
You spoke to me in the silence
When I helped to the poor men,
Or do sweet by the prayer
The anguish of my soul?
And at this very moment
Neither you, mild vision,
Flashed in the transparent darkness,
Quietly nestled to the headboard?
Neither you do whispered me
The hope words with the joy and the love?
Who are you, nor my angel the guardian
Or an insidious tempter?
Pass my doubts.
Maybe all it is empty,
A deception of the inexperienced soul,
And do destined else? ..
But so let it be! My fate
Now, I entrust to you,
Pour the tears before you,
Pray your protection
I beseech you!
Imagine: I am alone here!
No one understands me!
My mind faint,
And silently to die I should!
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you! Revive
A hope heart by the one word,
Or interrupt the heavy sleep.

Alas, by the well-served rebuke.
Finished, afraid to reread
I pause by the shame and the fear
But your honor is guarantee to me.
And boldly I believe myself to it!

The sun rises. Tatiana opens a window.

10. Scene and duet

TATIANA.
Ah, the night is past,
All woke up and the sun rises.
The shepherd plays... everything is quiet.
And I do! I am? !
(Tatiana think up. The nurse enter.)

FILIPYEVNA
It is time, my child! Get up!
Yes, you are, beautiful, ready!
Oh, my early bird!
So I am afraid at the evening...
Well, thank to God, you are, child, healthy:
And no a trace of the night boredom,
Your face is, as a poppies color!

TATIANA. Ah, nurse, make a courtesy...

FILIPYEVNA. Let, native, - order!

TATIANA.
Do not think … the right... the suspicion...
But see... Oh, do not refuse!

FILIPYEVNA. My friend, that's God's bail to you!

TATIANA. So, send quietly the grandson
With a note to this to... to that...
To the neighbour, and order him
To he didn't say a word,
That he is, that he didn't call me.

FILIPYEVNA.
To whom, my dear?
I am now became stupid!
Around the neighbors are a lot of.
Where to count their to me?
You do not say to whom, to whom!

TATIANA. How you are not to guesse, nurse!

FILIPYEVNA.
Heart friend, I'm old!
Old, dull mind, Tanya;
And so, sometimes, I am insevere.
Sometimes, sometimes, the word of the barin will to me...

TATIANA.
Oh, nurse, nurse, either to that!
What needs me in your mind:
You see, nurse, the matter is about the letter...

FILIPYEVNA,
Well, matter, matter, matter!
Don't be angry, my soul!
You know I'm not to understand

TATIANA....To Onegin!

FILIPYEVNA. Well, it's, case: I got it!

TATIANA.
To Onegin!
The letter to Onegin
You send the grandson, nurse!

FILIPYEVNA
Well, well, don't be angry, my soul!
You know, I'm not to understand! ...

The nurse takes the letter. Tatiana is pale.

FILIPYEVNA. What is to you are again turned pale?

TATIANA.
So, nurse is right nothing!
Send your grandson!

The nurse leaves. Tatiana sits at the table and again immersed in a reverie.

Scene three[edit]
The secluded corner of the garden at the Larin estate. The amateur girls with a songs are gathering a berries.

11. The chorus of the girls.
GIRLS.
Girls, beauties,
Souls, girl friends!
Play, girls,
Get going, cute!
Sing up the song,
The cherished song.
Lure a handsome lad
To join our dance!
How to lure a handsome lad,
as will be looked from afar,
Runs, cute,
Throwing by the cheries,
By the cherries, by the rapsberries
By the red currants!
Don't go to overhear
The cherished songs,
Don't go to peep
Our girl games!

The girls go to the depth of the garden. Excited Tatiana enter runing and fall exhausted on the bench.

TATIANA.
He's here, Eugeny!
Oh My God! Oh My God! What is he thought! ..
What is will he say?
Ah why
Believed the ill soul moah,
Not having coped with myself,
I wrote the letter him!
Yes, the heart now said me,

That my fatal seducer
Will laugh over me!
Oh, my God! I'm so unhappy,
So I'm pathetic!
(The sound of the steps is hear. Tatiana listens.)
The steps... getting closer...
Yes, this he is, this he is!

(Onegin appears.)

ONEGIN.
You wrote to me, do not refuse,
I read the trusting soul confessions,
The outpouring of the innocent love.
Your sincerity is sweet to me,
It led to the excitement
The feelings muted a long time ago.
But I do not want to praise you,
I will repay you for it
By the recognition, so have not an art,
Well, take my confession,
Myself on yours court I have given.

TATIANA.(to himself)
Oh My God! How hard and how painful!

ONEGIN.
Whenever the life by the family circle
I want to limit,
To be a father, a spouse there to me
The pleasant inheritance commanded,
So, right, except only you
I have not looking for the bride.

But I'm not made for a bliss,
My soul is avoid to it,
In vain your perfection is
That I do not deserve.
Believe me, the conscience is on the bail,
A marriage will be the flour to us
No matter to a much I do loved you,
Accustomed, fall out the love at once.
You judge somewhat roses
That Hymen prepare to us
Nor may be to a many days.

A dreams and an years no return
Oh, no return
To do not refresh my soul;
I love you by the brother love
The brother love
Or, perhaps more gently.
Or, perhaps, Or, perhaps,
More, more gently.
Well listen to me without an anger,
The youthful maiden will change not once
The dreams, the dreams for the light dream.

GIRLS (behind the scenes) .

Girls, beauties,
Souls, girl friends!
Play, girls,
get going, cute!

ONEGIN.
Learn to control yourself; ...
Not every one, like me, will understand you.
An inexperience leads to a trouble!

Onegin takes the arm Tatiana and they walk toward the house. The girls continue to sing, gradually leaving.

How lure a handsome lad,
as will be looked from afar,
Runs, cute,
Throwing by the cheries,
Don't go to overhear
Don't go to peep
Our girl games!

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