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From Verdi’s Otello
A sail! A flag!
It’s the Winged Lion!
- The lightning reveals it.
- A trumpet blast!
- The cannon sounded.
- It’s our leader’s ship.
It sinks, then rears skyward…
- The prow rises from the waves.
- It hides in the clouds and sea, and appears to us in the lightning.
Lightning! Thunder! Whirlpools!
Stormy winds and thunderbolts!
The waves, air, and foundations shake!
A grim, blind whirlwind spirit cleaves the air,
God shakes the sky like a somber veil.
All is smoke! All is fire!
The horrible mist turns to flame, then is spent!
The universe agonizes, the ghostly north wind rushes
from place to place, the titanic trumpets blare in the sky!
God, brightness of the storm! God, smile of the dune!
Save the ship and the banner of the Venetian fortunes!
You who rules the stars and Fate!
You who governs the world and heaven!
Grant that the faithful anchor
rest at the bottom of the placated sea!
- The mainsail is ripped!
- The prow is crashing on that reef!
- Help!
- (May the frenetic bowels of the sea be his grave!)
- He is saved!
Lower the small boats! Hands on the ropes! Steady now!
Row with all your might! To the shore!
- To the docks! Let’s see them disembark!
- Hurrah!
Rejoice! The Moslem pride is buried in the sea!
Glory is ours and heaven’s!
After our arms, it was vanquished by the hurricane!
Long live Otello! Hurray! Victory!