O gentle statue
Of the great 'Commendatore!..
Guang Don and Leporello
Wait for the night here. Brother, finally
We reached the gate Madrita! soon
I'll go through the streets of the familiar,
Mustache cloak closed, and eyebrows hat.
What do you think? can not find me?
Yes! Don Guana wise to admit!
such, How is he, this abyss!
Well, who knows me?
The first guard,
Gitana or drunk musician,
Or as your brother cheeky gentleman,
With a sword under his arm and a raincoat.
What kind of trouble, Though learn. only b
I did not meet the king. And yet,
I did not afraid to Madre.
And tomorrow will reach to the king,
That Don Juan from exile without permission
In Madre was, - what then, tell,
He will make you?
will send back.
Oh right I do not cut off the head.
I'm not a prisoner of state.
I deleted it, Well I love;
To be left alone
the victim's family ...
Well, just the same!
You only sat there in peace.
humble servant! I barely
He died there with boredom. What people,
What kind of land! And the sky?.. like smoke.
A woman? Yes, I would not trade,
Do you see, my stupid Leporello,
The last in the Andalusian peasant
At first, there the beauties - right.
They first like me
eyes blue, yes whiteness,
Yes modesty - a novelty Forest;
Yes, thank God, soon I realized -
I saw, that sin and know them -
In them there is no life, All wax doll;
And our!.. but listen, this place
known to us; Do you know him?
How not to learn: Antonio monastery
I remembered. Ride you here,
And I kept horses in this grove.
Proklyataya, confess, position. You
Here the time spent pleasant,
Than me, trust.
Don Guan (reflectively)
It is no more! I loved her!
Ineza! - eyed about ..., I remember.
Three months you cared,
For her; hardly something to help sly.
In July, the night .... strange pleasantness
I found in her sad gaze
And half dead lips. This is strange.
You, it seems, it did not find
beauty. And just, there was little
It truly beautiful. Eyes,
one eye. Yes, look ... this view
Oh, I've never met. A voice
She had a quiet and weak - like a patient -
Her husband was her stern villain,
I learned too late ... Poor Ynez!..
Well, followed by the others were.
And we may live, there will be others.
Now that in Madre
We look for?
I ran toward her be.
To her right out the door - and if anyone
Oh, she - I ask to jump out the window.
Of course. Well, we cheered.
We worried briefly deceased.
Who comes to us?
Now she comes
Here. Who is there? not the people l Dona Anna?
No, themselves gentlemen, we,
We walk here.
And who are you waiting for?
Who should come to Dona Anna
On mužninu tomb.
Where Solvay! as! the wife of Commander
Killed ... I do not remember anyone?
conscienceless, bezbozhnыm Don Guanom.
Wow! here's how! The fame of Don Juan
And in a peaceful monastery penetrated even,
Hermits sing praise to him.
He is familiar to you, may be?
Us? not at all.
And where is he now?
He is not here,
He is in exile far.
And thank God.
The further, all the better. All have their,
lecher, in one bag so the sea.
what, you're lying?
Shut up: I purposely ...
So here buried Commander?
Here; he erected a monument to his wife
And coming here every day
For the repose of his soul to pray
What a strange widow?
I do not durna?
We feminine beauty,
hermits, should not be seduced,
But lying is sinful; can not and saint
In its glory wonderful not confess.
Not for nothing did the dead man was jealous.
He kept locked up Dona Anna,
None of us have never seen it.
I would like to talk her.
ABOUT, Dona Anna never with a man
Does not speak.
And you, my father?
With me is another matter; I am a monk.
Yes, that's it.
Included Dona Anna.
My father, otoprite.
Now, Senhora; I have waited.
Dona Anna goes for monk.
what, What is the?
It can not be seen
Under this widow's black veil,
Slightly narrow heel, I noticed.
Pretty with you. You have imagination
The minute rest Doris;
It is our nimble painter,
You still, Why would not start,
With eyebrows Do, with legs li.
I'm with her seeking.
Where as needed! husband threw
Yes like to see the widow tears.
However, too dusk.
As long as the moon rose over us not
And in the gloom of the darkness light is not turned,
Go up in Madre.
Spanish grandee as a thief
Waiting for the night and the moon is afraid - God!
accursed habitation. So long will l
I tinker with it? Right, Force is no more.
Room. Dinner Laura.
I swear to you, Laura, never
With this you do not play perfect.
As their role correctly understood you!
How to develop it! with what force!
Yes, I was able to
Today, every movement, word.
I willingly indulged Inspiration.
words flowed, as if they gave birth
I do not remember a slave, but the heart of ...
Even now, your eyes shine
And cheeks flared, does not pass
As you delight. Laura, do not give
Cool it unfruitful; sing, Laura,
Give me a guitar.
A lock! brava! wondrous! inimitably!
thank you, enchantress. Your heart
Charuesh us. Of enjoyment of life
One love music gives;
But also love melody ... look:
Carlos himself touched, is your sullen guest.
what sounds! but in their souls!
And whose word, Laura?
what? Don Guan!
They wrote once
My faithful friend, my lover windy.
Yours Don Guan atheist and skunk,
And you, you fool.
You are crazy?
Yes, I'll tell you right now to kill
my servants, though you Spanish grandee.
Call them already.
Laura, stop doing that;
Don Carlos, do not be angry. She forgot…
what? that Guang to fight fair
He killed his brother? truth: pity,
It is not his.
I'm stupid, that was angry.
To her! he confess, you're stupid.
so make it up.
is to blame, Laura,
Forgive me. but you know: can not
I hear that name with indifference ...
And I blame eh, that constantly
My tongue is the name comes?
Well, in token of, you're absolutely not angry,
Laura, sing More.
It's time, too night. But what I will sing?
Goodbye same, gentlemen.
out. Laura stops Don Carlos.
You, mad! Dwell with me,,
I liked you; You Don Juan
He reminded me, both scolded me
And with his teeth grinding.
So you're in love with him.
Laura makes an affirmative sign.
And love and now?
In this minute?
No, I do not like. I can not love two.
Now, I love you.
Which year you?
You are young ... and the young will
More five years il six. Around you
More about six years, they will huddle,
you caress, cherish, and give,
And entertain nightly serenades,
And for you to kill each other
At the intersection at night. but when
It is time to pass, when your eyes
Dwindle and eyelids, frowning, turn black
And graying braid your melknot,
And they will call you an old woman,
Then - what do you say?
Тогда? What for
Think about it? that during the conversation?
Or do you always have such thoughts?
Come - open balcony. As the sky softly;
Heated air is motionless, night lemon
And the smell of laurel, bright moon
Shines on the blue thick and dark,
And the watchmen shout drawl: "Clear!..»
A far, in the north - in Paris -
May be, the sky is covered with clouds,
Cold rain falls and the wind blows.
And we cares? hear, Carlos,
I demand, so that you smile ...
- Well, that something w! —
Who's there? whose voice it?
(unlocks the doors, part of Dong Guan.)
(Laura throws her arms around him.)
how! Don Guan!..
Laura, Dear friend!..
(He kisses her.)
Whom do you have, my Laura?
Here's an unexpected meeting!
Tomorrow I fly to your service.
Now - now!.
Don Carlos, stop!
You're not on the street - you have me -
Kindly go aside.
(it is not listening)
I'm waiting. well,
After all, when you sword.
Can not wait to, if you please.
month! month! Guan!..
(He throws himself on the bed.)
Don Carlos falls.
Get up, Laura, over.
killed? perfectly! in my room!
What do I do now, povesa, devil?
Where do I throw it?
He is still alive.
Yes! alive! look, damn,
You're right in the heart poked - I suppose not by,
And the blood of the triangular wound neydot,
And is not breathing - what?
What to do?
He wanted to.
Source, Don Guan,
Boring, right. Eternal leprosy -
And it's not to blame ... How do you?
How long is it here?
I just arrived
And then quietly - I'm not forgiven.
He remembered once of his Laura?
What well, it's good. to full,
I do not believe. You walked past the accident
And the house saw.
No, my Laura,
Ask the Leporello. I stand
In the countryside, in damn Wente. I'm Laura
I come to seek in Madre.
(He kisses her.)
You are my friend!..
Wait ... with a dead!.. What shall we do with him?
leave him: before sunrise, early,
I brought it under epanche
And I will set a crossroads.
Look, they see you.
How well did you do, that was
One minute later,! I have
Your friends dined here. Only
That came out. Were you caught them!
Laura, and his long time you like?
whom? you, it is seen, delirious.
How many times have you cheated on me
In the absence of my?
And you, povesa?
Say no, after the talks,.
All goes to good: accidentally killed
Don Carlos, humble hermit
I hid here - and I see every day
My lovely widow, and it,
It seems to me, Seen. Still
We were repaired with each other; but today
Admitted in a conversation with her; time to.
Where start? "I dare" ... or not:
'Syeniora' ...! that will come head,
Then tell, without predugotovlenya,
Improviser love song ...
It is time used to come to her too. Without her -
I think - misses Commander.
As it is presented here giant!
what shoulders! that of Hercules!..
And the dead man was small and schedushen,
Here, standing on tiptoe, I could not hand
Prior to his nose he endure.
When we came together for Eskuryalom,
I came across it on his sword and stood,
How dragonfly on a pin - and was
He was proud and brave - and the spirit had a severe ...
A! here she is.
Included Dona Anna.
Again it here. My father,
I entertained the thoughts you have in your -
I must ask forgiveness
you, Senhora. Can, I'm in the way
Your sorrow freely poured out.
No, my father, My sadness in me,
If you are my molenya to heaven
Humbly carried up - I beg
And you have my voice Sedin with them.
To me, I pray with you, Dona Anna!
I do not deserve such a fate.
I do not dare wicked mouth
Plea your holy chant -
I'm just in awe from a distance
Looking at you, when, leaning quietly,
You black marble pale Vlasov
Crumble - and methinks, secretly
Tomb of the angel visited,
In the confused heart I was not found
Then prayers. I look bezmolvno
And I think - happy, whose marble hladny
Breath warmed her heavenly
And sprinkled her with tears of love ...
What speech - strange!
I ... you forget.
what? that unworthy
I hermit? that sinful my voice
Not here to be heard so loudly?
I thought ... I do not understand ...
Oh I see: all of you, you know everything!
What I learned?
So, I'm not a monk -
At your feet beg for forgiveness.
Oh my God! Arise, Stand up ... Who are you?
Unhappy, victim of a hopeless passion.
Oh my God! and here, while the tomb!
minute, Dona Anna,
If someone rises!..
The grille is locked. One minute!
Well? what? what you need?
Oh let me die right now at your feet,
Let my poor ashes buried here
Not beside the ashes, nice for you,
Not here - not close - dale anywhere,
There - at the door - right at the doorstep,
To my stone could touch
You light foot or clothing,
when here, this proud coffin
Go to incline curls and cry.
Are you out of your mind.
decease, Dona Anna, a sign of madness?
If I were a madman, I would like to
Remained alive, I would have hoped
Love gentle touch your heart;
If I were a madman, I would be the night
I became Having your your balcony,
Worried serenadami your Son,
I would not hide, I on the other hand
I tried to be everywhere seen you b;
If I were a madman, I would not become
Suffer in silence ...
And so you
case, Dona Anna, case
fascinated me. - Do not you ever used
My sad secrets do not know.
And like a long time since you have?
Long ago or recently, I do not know,
But since that time as soon as I know the price
instant life, Only from that time
And I realized I, what the word happiness.
Get away - you are a dangerous person.
I listen to you I am afraid.
I shut up; just do not drive away
Togo, whom your vision odna otrada.
I do not cherish hopes stout,
I did not ask, but seeing
You need me, when it is already on life
I was sentenced.
Go and - do not belong here
such things, such insanity. Tomorrow
Come to me. If you are vows
Keep me is w Respect,
I'll take you; but in the evening, later, —
I did not see from that time,
As a widow ...
Anna Don Angel!
God comfort you, how do you do today
Consoled the unfortunate sufferer.
Well, Go away.
No, it is seen, I leave ... to train public prayer
In my mind neydot. You amused me
speeches secular; them so ear
my long time, long ago lost the habit. - Tomorrow
I'll take you.
Not yet dare to believe,
Fortunately I do not dare to indulge in ...
I'll see you tomorrow! - and here
And not by stealth!
Yes, tomorrow, tomorrow.
What is your name?
Diego de Kalvado.
Farewell, Don Diego.
What is your pleasure?
I'm happy!.. "Tomorrow night, later…"
My Leporello, tomorrow - prepare ...
I'm happy, like a child!
With Donna Anna
you said? may be, she
I told you two affectionate words
Or is it blessed you.
No, Leporello, not! it is a date,
Rendezvous has appointed me!
About widow, all you are.
I'm ready to sing, I'm glad the whole world a hug.
A commander? what he says about it?
You think, he will be jealous?
Oh, right there; he is a man of understanding
AND, right, subsided since, died.
No; look at his statue.
it seems, she looks at you
Go well, Leporello,
Welcome to ask her to me -
No, not to me - and to Donna Anna, tomorrow.
Statue of a visit call! what for?
Not in order, to talk to her -
Ask statue tomorrow Donna Anna
Come back later in the evening and become
At the door of the clock.
Tell jokes, and with whom!
Preslavnaya, beautiful statue!
My master Don Juan asks meekly
Welcome ... Jove, can not,
quake! Now I will!..
My master Don Juan asks you tomorrow
Come back later to the house of your wife
And become the door ...
The statue nods in assent.
month, ah ... Umrah!
That hath done for thee?
Statue ah ...!..
Not me, she!
What nonsense nesosh!
Go and do.
Well, look w, loafer.
I, komandor, I ask you to come
For your widow, where I'll be tomorrow,
And articles on the lookout at the door. what? will?
Statue nods again.
Oh my God!
what? I told…
Room Dona Anna.
Don Juan and Don Anna.Dona ƈ This took you, Don Diego; only
I'm afraid, my sad conversation
You will be boring: poor widow,
All I remember his loss. tears
With a smile bothering, on April.
Why are you silent?
I enjoy the silence,
Deep thought to be alone
С прелестной До ной Анной. Here - not there,
Not at the tomb of the dead lucky man -
And I see you are no longer on his knees
Before the marble wife.
So you are jealous. - My husband and in the grave
I should not be jealous.
He was chosen by you.
No, my mother
He told me to give a hand of Don Alvaro,
We were poor, Don Alvar rich.
happy man! He treasures empty
Brought to the feet of the goddess, that's what
It tastes heavenly bliss! If only
I first knew you, how delighted
My dignity, my wealth, everything would have given,
All of the single gracious look;
I would be a slave to your holy will,,
Your every whim I'd studied,
To warn them; to your life
Was one uninterrupted magic.
Alas! - Fate has judged me otherwise.
Diego, stop: I Gresham,
you listening, - I can not love you,
The widow and the coffin must be true.
When you would know, Don Alvar
loved me! about, Don Alvar too true
Do not be adopted to him in love lady,
When he had widowed. - He would be faithful
Do not torture the heart
To me, Dona Anna, eternal remembrance
Spouse. Ye execute me,
Though I deserve punishment, may be.
You are not bound by ties of saints
With no one. - Is it not true? loved me,
You are in front of me and in front of the sky right.
Unless you are guilty
In front of me? tell, what is the.
You before me wrong? what, tell.
Diego, this is strange:
I beg you, I demand.
BUT! So you will obey my!
And now you're telling me?
What did you used to be a slave to my wish.
I get angry, Diego: answer,
What you are guilty before me?
I do not dare.
You hate me become.
No, not. I forgive you in advance,
But I wish to know ...
Do not want to know
terrible, killer mystery.
terrible! you torment me.
I fear as curious - what?
And how can you insult me?
I do not know - I have enemies
And there was never. husband's killer
It comes to a head case!
Tell me, wretched Don Juan
you are unfamiliar?
No, after birth it
I did not give.
You are in my heart to him
For a debt of honor.
But you are trying to distract me
My question. Don Diego -
what, if Don Juan
Then I would villain
Dagger stabbed in the heart.
Where is your dagger? Now my breasts.
What do you?
I am not Diego, I Guang.
Oh my God! not, can not be, I do not believe.
I Dong Guan.
your spouse; and I do not regret
The fact - and no remorse in me.
What do I hear? No, not, can not be.
I Dong Guan, and I love you.
Where I am?.. Where I am? my bad, bad.
That her? that is with thee, Dona Anna?
Arise, Arise, wake up, Come to your senses: your Diego,
Your servant at your feet.
ABOUT, you are my enemy - you have robbed me
Everything, I am in my life ...
I'm all ready to blow my atone,
Do your legs forward orders only,
Veli - die; were - I will breathe
Just for you ...
So is Don Juan ...
Is not it, it has been described to you
villain, izvergom. - About Dona Anna, —
Rumor, may be, not entirely wrong,
On the conscience of a tired much evil,
May be, gravitates. So, debauchery
I have long been an obedient student,
But since that time, like you I saw,
It seems to me, I always pererodylsya.
you like, I love the virtue
And for the first time before her humbly
Trembling knee bow.
ABOUT, Dong Guan eloquent - I know,
I heard; He is a cunning adversary.
You, they say, godless corrupter,
You who is the demon. How many poor women
you have ruined?
None of this day
Of these, I did not like.
And I believe,
To Don Juan fell in love for the first time,
So he was not looking for a new victim in me!
When I had to deceive you like,
Eh I confessed, I said the name,
Which you can not hear you?
Where there is clear deliberation, perfidy?
Who knows you? - But how could come
here you; here you can learn to,
And your death would be inevitable.
What does it mean death? for sweet moment Goodbye
I meekly give life.
From here leave you, careless!
(kissing her hands)
And you're the life of the poor Juan
take care! So there is no hatred
Inwardly thy celestial, Dona Anna?
Oh, if you could, I hate!
However, one must train to leave us.
When will see you again?
I do not know.
About Don Guan, I like the heart is weak.
The pledge of forgiveness peace kiss ...
It's time, podi.
One, cold, peaceful…
What neotvyazchivy! on, there he is.
That there is a knock?.. to hide thyself, Don Guan.
Farewell, Goodbye, my dear friend.
(Leaves and runs again.)
What's the matter? A!..
It includes a statue of Commander .
Dona Anna falls.
I was on call.
Oh my God! Dona Anna!
Its end. you tremble, Don Guan.
I? not. I called you and I'm glad, what do I see.
Give me a hand.
Here it is ... on, heavy
Shake his right hand stone!
leave me, let - let me hand ...
I'm dying - over - about Dona Anna!
 Leporello. Oh dearest statue of the great commander!.. Brother, master! Don Juan (it.). - Replica of Mozart's opera "Don Giovanni".
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