Zoroastre (2006) - full transcript
For happy Abramane, at last,
all is favourable
The people, dismayed
at this awful destruction
Await the ruling of the gods
about the succession to the throne
Make them declare themselves
in favour of Érinice
It is done.
Now may Amélite moan in her turn
No, I cannot punish enough
a heartless woman who insults me
Am I to languish in hateful shackles?
Zoroastre is loved - hatred is my lot
No, I cannot punish enough
a heartless woman who insults me
Ungrateful Amélite
It is time for my rage
To pay you back for all the ills
you have made me suffer
No, I cannot punish enough
a heartless woman who insults me
Our gods and the people
have banished forever
The bold chief of a hostile sect
The king who was seduced
by the errors of the blasphemer
In the prime of his life
has just passed away
Nothing can disturb the course of your life
If you overcome love
Zoroastre is banished, he is in flight -
but he still breathes
Our gods, jealous of their glory
Have avenged their altars,
which they owe only to you
Is this exile enough
for the horror he inspires in me?
Can he escape from your blows?
The strength of your magic is invincible
The authority that Ariman placed in your hands
Is the fearful reflection of his vast power
You have brought the humans to his feet
This dazzling power no longer touches my soul
The lure of a throne is flattering
My greatness only lacks this possession
My ambition, which is irritated and excited
Constantly comes up against
the desires of my heart
Can I count on Érinice?
Zopire, she was to meet me here
Here she is
My offices have seen to your wishes
If you do not have love, may glory unite you
Sacrifice everything for happiness
Princess, along with Phaerés, tyranny is dead
His eyes were covered with a fatal blindfold
And our gods that he thought to destroy
Have taken him slowly
into the darkness of the grave
To see our people happy
is what I aspire to
Amélite is of blood which gave us kings
But Érinice, like her, has a claim to the throne
And the gods, to settle the fate of this empire
Will soon speak through me
I hear you
To rule, speak
What must we do?
Bind ourselves together forever
Reason, more than anger, extinguishes
the passion I used to burn with
I give thanks to love,
and its requirement is clear to me
It wanted to inspire in me
the desire to please you
To reserve you a throne
and to avenge your charms
The trouble you take to excuse yourself
is pointless
Leave this frivolous distraction with me
I know you -
you in your turn will know me
I feel for Zoroastre
An unrequited affection
The hope of revenge stifles it forever
Let us reign and think of the transports of love
Only to serve those of hate
Let us unite our anger
Let us taste the sweetness
Of a dazzling revenge
I will see the tears
of my trembling rival flow
I will enjoy the impotent rage
of a jealous enemy beset by misfortunes
Let us unite our anger
Let us taste the sweetness
Of a dazzling revenge
The ungrateful woman was taking away
the hearts of the people of Bactria
By the fright of a sudden storm,
my magic halted the impetuous zeal
Of a timid and fickle people
Let us hasten
May the gods declare themselves for me
That is my price
If you make me reign,
I swear that with you
I will share my crown
Frightful gods, all-powerful gods
Cast lightning on my head if I betray my oath
Frightful gods, powerful gods,
cast lightning on my head
Burst forth, hurry to reduce me to ashes,
if I betray my oath
I hesitate no more
Let this gift be the surety of the sacred tie
which binds us
Someone is coming. Let us leave here
Amélite may choose
to spurn me and insult me
I give to you a power equal to my strength
I am sufficiently avenged if she sees that
That is sufficient
You see to the gods,
I will see to your vengeance
Be reassured, sweet Amélite
See our games, listen to us
Let the worry which disturbs you
make way for the gentlest hope
Be reassured, sweet Amélite
See our games, listen to us
Are you no longer sensitive
to all our tender care?
Will it never be able to soften your pain?
Céphie!
Be hopeful and put an end to your weeping
Can heaven be unbending in the face of virtue?
It is often a more peaceful fate
That its rigours prepare for it
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, come and reign over your subjects
And over the most faithful heart
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, it is love that calls you
Brave the murderous rage
of your barbaric enemies
Calm for your return
Both my mortal terror
And the troubles that you complain of
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, come and reign over your subjects
And over the most faithful heart
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, it is love that calls you
For a heart which implores it
Love has no endless hardships
The loving tears
Shed by the dawn
Soon bring about the opening
Of the most beautiful flowers
Dear Zoroastre, alas!
What a fate is ours!
Does your heart at least think of me?
God! What if he sighed for another
When I live only for you?
No, no, a fickle passion
cannot steal my lover from me
Our hearts, guided by their fondness,
have chosen each other as their lot
Sweet love, this delightful accord
was the work ofjust one of your darts
No, no, a fickle passion
cannot steal my lover from me
The sun's rays grow pale
The ground shakes, the daylight flees
To the noise that resounds in the air
The shouts of the echoes are added
What terrible darkness!
Is it you, dear Érinice?
Worried as I am,
your danger increases my terror
Let us flee from this horrific place
Come, I fear for you as much as for myself
This is no longer the time for pretending
Learn what is to be your fate
And tremble,
knowing my hatred and my power
What am I hearing?
Whence come such cruel feelings?
Keep your distance, or fear my revenge
You have to fear torments
more dreadful than death
Alas! Everything flees from me,
I am abandoned
Your happiness goes away
and their flight surprises you?
Come, cruel spirits, subject to my power
Abramane commands
and my voice calls to you
Come, cause terror and despair
to prevail around her forever
Gods, protectors of innocence
Just gods, take my part!
Tremble, tremble
Fly from us
In vain innocence cries out
Hell is not listening to her
It pursues her in life,
it avenges her after death
To my sad eyes in this pleasant empire
Ever-new games make their charms gleam
Alas! Nothing can soften my regrets
My heart is troubled
And I sigh
In the bosom of peace itself
Kind woman,
worthy of the most tender love
Without you, I live no more
My soul is with you
Against a thousand deadly worries
Which take hold of me
Pleasure, which follows me,
wants in vain to protect me
May I listen to it, give myself up to it,
expect it
only in the places where I see you ?
Kind woman,
worthy of the most tender love
Without you, I live no more
My soul is with you
In this pleasant refuge
you have experienced only untroubled days
But the earth is groaning,
a merciless monster
Makes the humans tremble
under an iron sceptre
Doubtless Abramane
is this ruthless monster
You must prepare your heart
for the most cruel setback
I tremble
Amélite?
- You must break her shackles
- Her shackles!
Is she in the power of a barbarian?
And this immense distance
separates me from such a dear person!
Over the charm of pleasures
And the weight of setbacks
I have seen your constancy triumph
Go and take the defence of heaven,
which was testing you
Zoroastre, it is time
to liberate the universe
But her life...?
Forgive my extreme fondness
Alas!
A thousand times, without fear,
I have seen danger, even death
I have never feared for myself
And I fear everything
For the one I love
The sovereign arbiter
of the earth and the heavens
Wants to cause a brilliant ray
to shine in your eyes
Of his immortal glory
If nothing can weary
your constancy and your zeal
See what must one day be
your glorious destiny
Spirits of fire
Of the air
Of the earth
And of the deep
Fly, fly, hurry, all of you
At the sound of my voice,
heavens, O heavens, open
Hear our wishes, master of the world
Let the deep darkness of fate and time
Destroy itself before us
Where am I?
A new light shows me the way
What enchanting perfumes!
What melodious sounds!
I penetrate the mystery of the eternal secrets
My soul is flying
In the heavens
Zoroastre flies to glory!
Triumph, light up the universe
Take victory with you on your path
Give chains to hell
Assist the fervour which pushes me on,
open up the road and I'll go
Redouble your constancy
Your life depends on it
It will take only a moment of weakness
for you to be lost
Can I fear a tyrant I have always defied?
It is a gift from heaven
whose supreme goodness
Knows so well how to match
the assistance to the danger
Adversity has its term
and must run its course
It ends as soon as it becomes extreme
This delays me too much
Under the weight of her shackles,
Amélite groans and perhaps collapses
May the order and peace
brought to the universe
Make the humans love a father
in their master
Go! Leave!
Desire where you want to be!
Sweet Amélite
Alas!
In vain innocence cries out,
hell is not listening to her
It pursues her in life
It avenges her after death
Great heaven, what savagery!
Will you always follow me?
Stop
This is your last remaining instant
Renounce the throne, or die
I defy your power
Strike
I fear the most terrible death
much less than the horror of seeing you
That's too much. Expire
Barbarian!
Zoroastre?
Oh! Gods!
Dear lover
If love had not seen fit to bring you here
I would no longer enjoy
the light of the heavens
What becomes of me?
My arm, unfaithful to my hatred,
spoils my crime and leaves her alive
Awful moment!
Fateful return!
She will live for you
You live only for her
In the excess of my rage,
in my mortal grief
Know at least, ingrate, the excess of my love
Cruel woman!
I shudder
What does she dare to tell me?
All my senses are frozen in horror
Heaven?
What love!
I see what I must look forward to
I can read in your looks
my shame and her happiness
It is too much
and only the hope of extreme revenge
Can soften my unhappiness
In my fury I will mix up
that which I hate and that which I love
Tremble
To make equal her sorrow and my grief
Before I stab her through the heart
I will dare to sacrifice you yourself
In my fury I will mix up
that which I hate and that which I love
Alas! I faced her wrath
I suffered the harshest blows
Without flinching, without complaining
In the end the savage woman
forced me to be afraid of her
By making me fear for you
I see the violence of her fury
But your life is safe
What can her vengeance do against me?
Against the anger of hell,
what will be your defence?
The authority which for you
has just overcome her power
Will give back purity to the daylight,
which she darkened
I see you again
I feel no more alarm
At last I gain the recompense
for my fond sighs
Love, which returns you to my tears
In your eyes spreads all its charms
And in my heart all its pleasures
I heed only my deep affection
I have regained everything I love
I am losing the memory
of the ills I have suffered
I will rush to put them right
The splendour of the supreme rank
Will soon wipe out
the disgrace of your shackles
Is it for an empire that my soul sighs?
You know, love fills it with its fire
To see you at all times
To love you
To tell you so
That is the only possession
That can fulfil my wishes
You enchant my senses
You delight my soul
How easily one forgets oneself
in the arms of love!
Duty calls me in its turn
In heeding its call
I serve both my glory and my love
Abode impenetrable
to the light of the heavens
Terrible places,
cease to enslave innocence
Walls erected by vengeance
Collapse and fall, hateful walls
Heaven, touched by my tears and your zeal
Gives you back the only person
worthy of your choice
The blow was about to fall
and you would have lost in her
All the noble blood of your kings
Burst out, outpouring of rejoicing,
shine in our songs and our games
Let us celebrate the happy moment
which returns you to our love
Absence is a cruel torment!
But how sweet it is
to see again the one we love
Everything grows more lovely
when a loved one returns
Everything takes on the supreme charm
of pleasure or of feeling
Without him the most pleasant day
Is darker
Than night itself
Absence is a cruel torment!
But how sweet it is
to see again the one we love
No, it is not always to devastate the land
That the winds stir up the air
The sky, without casting thunder
Often makes lightning flash
If love tests a sincere heart for a time
And seems to make heavier its shackles
The heart may sigh
But let it hope
Happiness sometimes
Is born from the womb of reversals
No, it is not always to devastate the land
That the winds stir up the air
The sky, without casting thunder
Often makes lightning flash
Stop fearing criminal priests
Give up cruel gods
who strike when you pray to them
May a sparkling celebration,
as the dawn breaks
Reward the passion of all fond hearts
Let only love offer our wishes
to the benevolent god that I adore
May he triumph over the other gods
The day which is about to shine on us
is a day of victory
May it gather us together on its return
Dear Zoroastre
Love wishes to crown its glory
Fond lovers,
form the most beautiful ties
Sing, sing
Our sorrows are over
May the sweetest pleasures return
Zoroastre, be happy
Form the most beautiful ties
Fond lovers, be happy
Sing, sing
Our sorrows are over
May the sweetest pleasures return
Stop. Curb this extreme anger
The slightest outburst might put off
the enemy who is offering himself
To my blows
Let my hatred act
and leave this river bank
Is it here that they are to wed?
I await him in the trap
where his love has brought him
His tomb is being prepared
and my magic will open it
It is for me to punish him
So he thinks to consummate
his crime and my insult?
The people appear united in his favour
I will disperse this storm
But you could have prevented it
O unhappy memory!
My rival triumphs,
she escapes my rage
O gods!
What does the life or death of a weak rival
matter to our designs?
You should have settled our destinies for good
by striking the object of a fatal love
Ingrate!
When I saw him appear,
the dagger fell from my hands
If you see him,
in spite of his contempt
Will love be less the master?
No, everything serves to rekindle
the bitter disappointment that devours me
Love can no longer quell it
Gods!
He has been charmed by another
He flees from me, the cruel man
He hates me
I loathe him
Against him what can't I arm?
Everything which sees the light of day
from sunset to dawn
No, everything serves to rekindle
the bitter disappointment that devours me
Love can no longer quell it
A proud heart which breaks its chains
will find a happy calm with freedom
Your soul is torn apart,
a futile disappointment draws it away
Can I take for hatred
the cries of angry love?
We must help your weakness
These moments are too precious to risk
Here let your power cease
And let a thick cloud
hide you from the eyes of all
The traitor!
Let us dare to commit great crimes
I expect a glorious prize
Their name changes if they are profitable,
all success is legitimate
Great enemy of my gods,
death surrounds you here
Revenge has dug a thousand pits
beneath your feet
And you whom I adored
You hateful people, you defy my power
Be the victims of it
Let us dare to commit great crimes
I expect a glorious prize
Their name changes if they are profitable
All success is legitimate
Daylight will assemble
these inconstant people
I'll wait in these woods
for the moment to appear
I must with startling deeds
affirm a power that they dare to disregard
Slumber, leave this place
For the most wonderful celebration
the voice of love calls us
Let us fly to the voice of love
The rosy dawn hurries to return
The gentle birds who are woken
announce the day with their singing
Slumber, leave this place
For the most wonderful celebration
the voice of love calls us
Let us fly to the voice of love
Of our mutual passion
Marriage will forever ensure the happiness
Love, which kindled it to make it eternal
Offers a new charm to my heart
In the duty of being faithful to you
The most beautiful ties
are being prepared for us
Love must form them,
happiness will follow them
How sweet will be my destiny!
I would have liked to die for you
And it is for you that I am going to live
Slumber
Leave this place
For the most wonderful celebration
The voice of love calls us
Let us fly to the voice of love
A thousand bright rays make the air beautiful
Let us make our harmonies ring out
O bright, pure light
The flowers, the fruit, the vegetation
seem to be reborn at your return
Colours shine
The air is purified
The earth puts on her finery
You lend her the radiance
of the celestial abode
O bright, pure light
The flowers, the fruit, the vegetation
Seem to be reborn at your return
Everything becomes alive again
with the first rays of the day
The bird sings
The waters babble
These are the sweet sounds
Which nature brings to you
And the voice of its love
O bright, pure light
The flowers, the fruit, the vegetation
Seem to be reborn at your return
Come, bright youth!
Give free rein to your desires
Love with a constant passion!
Marriage will fulfil your expectations
with a chain of pleasures
Come
Give free rein
Give free rein to your desires
On our hearts use up your weapons
Love, fly and throw your darts
Use up your weapons
You offer us the recompense
for our fond alarms
And marriage adorned with your charms
Will bestow on us your favours
On our hearts use up your weapons
Love, fly and throw your darts
Use up your weapons
Let us hasten our happiness
Come, fond lovers
Benevolent god
Supreme being
Your laws are delightful bonds
for our hearts
You want our hearts
to adore you and to love
Be gracious, listen to our vows
And receive our troth
I pledge to you
What flashes! What a crash of thunder!
Heavens! The daylight flees
I feel the ground shaking
Gods, arm yourselves
Strengthen my arm
Flow, torrents of fire
To avenge their affront
Proud north winds in these climes,
carry terror, devastation
And make death fly
Ah? Cruel!
I am dying
Gods! Let us all flee!
Amélite
She is dying. O heaven!
We perish
I run to protect you
Open these dying eyes to the cries of my pain
When I fear for your life
what could I undertake?
Courage flies from my heart
Your eyes
These beautiful eyes alone
can give it back to me
Where am I?
What power
What loving voice
Has halted my dying soul?
It is you that love offers again to my heart
I see you again
I can die happy
Come, spirits of peace
Hurry to this place
We perish
A furious tyrant sends after them
Death and horror
I must either save them
Or perish with them
Gentle Amélite
Dear lover
Farewell
Take care of her
Keep her safe from the perils
I am running to
Cruel tyrants who reign in my heart
Merciless hate, implacable vengeance
Spare me the horror of insatiable remorse
Or yield to its attack
At the bottom of my soul
An unwelcome passion
is irritated by my resistance
To reproach me for my anger
Wrongdoing unites its voice
with the cries of innocence
Of the abyss where I am sinking
I can see the depth
Everything frightens me and harms me
Everything, including my power
Spreads around me trouble and misfortune
Cruel tyrants who reign in my heart
Merciless hate, implacable vengeance
Spare me the horror of insatiable remorse
Or yield to its attack
Your enemy triumphs and moments are costly
He has escaped from the extreme dangers
that hell sent against his courage
Our soldiers acting on your supreme orders
ran to put him in chains
His voice burst out in the air
Immediately they turned their weapons
against themselves
Gods of Abramane, vengeful gods
What power can stop your fury?
The bright, pure light of the calmest day
Has dispersed the horror of your spells
The winds are chained up
The flowers and vegetation
in our desolate fields
Bring back the spring
It is over then, traitor, there is no more hope
I am bound for all time to your crimes
And I lose forever my glory and my vengeance
Must a moment's setback shake you?
You know what my power is
Should you be trembling?
Summon up your courage
A shameful despair is the lot
only of powerless unfortunates
What can I still hope for?
Amélite lives and your rival adores her
How the sight of them
caused torment in my heart!
They were so much in love
and so happy!
What sweetness they tasted
in tightening their bonds!
Stop. Why do you recall, heartless woman
The awful memory of these cruel moments?
O gods!
What mortal pain!
Love and happiness
Shone in their eyes
Zoroastre was so happy!
Amélite was so beautiful!
I see with horror the light of day
What torture! What pain!
To feel a heart made for love rip apart
Through the anger
of an uncompromising hatred
Hatred which can act
is always powerful enough
The treasures of my art
will show themselves to your eyes
Danger diminishes when courage increases
Hatred which can act
is always powerful enough
Let double doors of bronze render this temple
impenetrable to our enemies
Érinice, dare to see with an untroubled brow
the secret mysteries of a fearsome cult
Supreme author of evil
and of sad reversals
Which desolate land and the sea
O you, who by diverse names
I have made known to the universe
As the absolute master of the world
Your glory is being attacked
Strengthen your vengeful arm
Make the flames of thunder
burn brightly in the air
Burst forth!
Take your revenge!
It is but to terror
that you owe the world's adulation
Your glory is being attacked
Strengthen your vengeful arm
Make the flames of thunder
burn brightly in the air
Burst forth!
Take your revenge! It is but to terror
that you owe the world's adulation
Let us drain our sad victims
Fearsome Ariman, feed your just fury
In streams of blood
Princess, everything indicates to me
an invincible aid
And I never saw more favourable signs
Let us unite our voices
And let a terrible spell ensure again
the success of our wishes
Feared ministers of the most powerful empire,
of mortals, of gods
Enemies of yourselves
You, spirits that only the desire to harm
can force to be happy
Fly, fly, cruel band, give free flight
To all your fury
Affronted love calls to you
Come running to its voice
Implacable avengers
At your call we willingly leave
the eternal darkness
Hatred leads us,
Vengeance follows us
The goods that our hand dispenses
are sweeter than you think
We offer as help,
in their harsh trials
Vengeance to affronted hearts
and death to the unhappy
Take revenge, suffer no more
The more striking an insult
The sweeter it is to punish it
Hatred likes to take pleasure
In slow revenge
But when the moment arises,
you cannot seize it too soon
Take revenge, suffer no more
The more striking an insult,
the sweeter it is to punish it
I think I see already my bloody rival
Stagger, fall and die
Let us strike the most terrible blows
Let us sacrifice two ingrates,
let us strike them by turns
In sensitive hearts hatred is extreme,
like love
Go, hurry! I'll put a weapon in your hands,
heed only rage
By the most deadly outbursts
show your courage
Let fury guide your arm
Let fire, let havoc
precede and follow your passing
Brave the most awful death,
cause carnage everywhere
For hearts that do not take revenge
disgrace is always theirs
Honour speaks - fight
Die, if you must,
but avenge your affront
Vengeance has such sweetness!
An unknown pleasure flows with your fury
to the bottom of my soul
Love has fewer charms
than the fervour which fires me
Vengeance has such sweetness!
Let your enemy's punishment begin
Let him feel he is beaten by invisible blows
Fly, support my power
Cruel spirits, jealous spirits
Make vengeance triumph
The fire consumes him!
What sweeter hope
What good fortune! Hell is assisting us
May its fires set the skies alight
May they devour the earth and the waters
The greatest ills
are our dearest possessions
Hell is assisting us,
let everything be confounded
Our anger is not in vain
The underground vaults
of the empire of the dead
Seem to be collapsing at these terrible sounds
They are increasing
Hell will speak
Let us listen
Take up your arms. Offer up to hell
crimes worthy of its rage
Make virtue tremble
Make courage grow pale
A startling reversal
is about to change the universe
Take up your arms
Victory is yours
Nothing can trouble you
For you, what glory!
Everything will tremble
Blood will flow, people will be sacrificed.
Triumph, victory!
Noise, destruction, death, carnage
are our pleasures
Fury and rage
are but the image of our desires
For you, what glory!
Everything will tremble
People will be sacrificed, blood will flow.
Triumph, victory!
What torment!
Where can I find trace of him?
Might a barbarian have satisfied his fury?
I tremble
Zoroastre, alas!
Unhappy woman!
Should I be trembling for his life?
Love
Cruel love!
Your fatal blindfold hides from our eyes
the abyss where your hand drags us
All the links in your chain
are already formed
When you set your torch aflame
My heart gets angry in vain
Its fondness restores it
It is an ever-new battle
And I see both love and hate in turn
Take up weapons for my execution
And dig my grave
Love
Cruel love
Your fatal blindfold hides from our eyes
the abyss where your hand drags us
All the links in your chain are already formed
When you set your torch aflame
He is approaching
At last I can breathe
It is Érinice. O heaven!
Respect my pain
And conceal at least the horror
that I inspire in you
Fear no more my fury
Your life is under threat,
all my anger expires
If a traitor takes up arms against me,
does he think to make me tremble?
Death has never inspired fear in me.
If you fear it, you deserve to die
Fear our furious priests
Their cruelty, their shouts, their odious plots
Are recalled constantly
to my desperate heart
Leave, flee, time is short
Abramane has hell and the gods on his side
I defy the gods of a barbarian,
I hate their villainous priests
And on the wreckage of their bloody altars
my triumph will be prepared.
Alas! Your confidence increases my terror
You must know the fearsome power
of a fatal magic
In a terrible spell
Dreadful
Myself, who adores you
While shuddering in horror
I experienced feelings of guilt
The rage, the fury of pitiless hell
Reached the bottom of my heart
in spite of me
O awful mysteries of a detestable cult!
Cruel woman! Do you not fear?
I fear only your death
You see the despair
to which my soul has given itself up
Be moved by my weeping,
flee from this terrible place
My misfortunes
Your scorn
My death which will follow
I forgive you for everything
Ungrateful man
If you want to live
And this is the only price
that my love demands
What do I hear? O heaven!
It is a faithful people
who allow their joy in Amélite to burst forth
Judge our feelings against you and for her
By her virtues and your remorse
My remorse!
This reproach silences its murmuring
Our fate is to hate each other
My heart needed this new insult
To force it to obey me
She runs from chasm to chasm,
seeking the peace which has left her
Such is the rightful fate of wrongdoing
Trouble surrounds it and disgrace follows it
The people in this place,
according to ancient custom
Must pay homage to the kings
they have chosen
They are bringing Amélite
and coming to assemble here
Gods, O gods!
What a terrible blow!
Heaven! What new misfortune
comes to torment me?
Fatal day!
Implacable fate!
Céphie
What is the reason for your weeping?
In the midst of her people
and charming all hearts
Amélite was brought to the throne
in this place
Along paths strewn with flowers
All of a sudden, the air was stirred up
A whirlwind of fire rushed between her and us
And, quicker than lightning,
snatched her from us
What will become of me? Amélite?
O cruel misfortune!
What purpose does my immense power
serve now?
What good is life to me without her?
O heaven, what shameful despair!
May proud Érinice triumph
and reign in this place
Let all give way!
Let all bow down!
Tremblingly adore the choice
made by the gods
Traitor!
Your punishment has been delayed too long
Stop. I know your hateful power
If by a gesture, a word,
your fear or your vengeance
Dares to beg for heaven's help
Amélite is in my power
Tremble, tremble!
I will sacrifice her before your eyes
What a dreadful moment
for the most loving heart!
I feel myself giving way
before this awful setback
No, no, heaven is just,
it will protect her
And I at least will be able to die
if I should lose her
Fall, monsters, fall into the bottom of hell
With one final setback
worthy of your courage
Heaven wanted to test your virtue again
Zoroastre,
while watching over your greatest work
I was keeping the prize which is due to you
Reign in these climes
where peace will be reborn
These people are dear to you,
answer their wishes
The love of the subjects and of the master
Makes the only rightful kings
Powerful empires and happy reigns
Unite these lovers
with the most pleasing ties
How charming are these ties!
How they delight my love!
- How I love you!
- Sweet return!
All my soul is for love
- May love bind it!
- May love set it ablaze!
May love bind it
Forever!
May love set it ablaze
Everlastingly!
all is favourable
The people, dismayed
at this awful destruction
Await the ruling of the gods
about the succession to the throne
Make them declare themselves
in favour of Érinice
It is done.
Now may Amélite moan in her turn
No, I cannot punish enough
a heartless woman who insults me
Am I to languish in hateful shackles?
Zoroastre is loved - hatred is my lot
No, I cannot punish enough
a heartless woman who insults me
Ungrateful Amélite
It is time for my rage
To pay you back for all the ills
you have made me suffer
No, I cannot punish enough
a heartless woman who insults me
Our gods and the people
have banished forever
The bold chief of a hostile sect
The king who was seduced
by the errors of the blasphemer
In the prime of his life
has just passed away
Nothing can disturb the course of your life
If you overcome love
Zoroastre is banished, he is in flight -
but he still breathes
Our gods, jealous of their glory
Have avenged their altars,
which they owe only to you
Is this exile enough
for the horror he inspires in me?
Can he escape from your blows?
The strength of your magic is invincible
The authority that Ariman placed in your hands
Is the fearful reflection of his vast power
You have brought the humans to his feet
This dazzling power no longer touches my soul
The lure of a throne is flattering
My greatness only lacks this possession
My ambition, which is irritated and excited
Constantly comes up against
the desires of my heart
Can I count on Érinice?
Zopire, she was to meet me here
Here she is
My offices have seen to your wishes
If you do not have love, may glory unite you
Sacrifice everything for happiness
Princess, along with Phaerés, tyranny is dead
His eyes were covered with a fatal blindfold
And our gods that he thought to destroy
Have taken him slowly
into the darkness of the grave
To see our people happy
is what I aspire to
Amélite is of blood which gave us kings
But Érinice, like her, has a claim to the throne
And the gods, to settle the fate of this empire
Will soon speak through me
I hear you
To rule, speak
What must we do?
Bind ourselves together forever
Reason, more than anger, extinguishes
the passion I used to burn with
I give thanks to love,
and its requirement is clear to me
It wanted to inspire in me
the desire to please you
To reserve you a throne
and to avenge your charms
The trouble you take to excuse yourself
is pointless
Leave this frivolous distraction with me
I know you -
you in your turn will know me
I feel for Zoroastre
An unrequited affection
The hope of revenge stifles it forever
Let us reign and think of the transports of love
Only to serve those of hate
Let us unite our anger
Let us taste the sweetness
Of a dazzling revenge
I will see the tears
of my trembling rival flow
I will enjoy the impotent rage
of a jealous enemy beset by misfortunes
Let us unite our anger
Let us taste the sweetness
Of a dazzling revenge
The ungrateful woman was taking away
the hearts of the people of Bactria
By the fright of a sudden storm,
my magic halted the impetuous zeal
Of a timid and fickle people
Let us hasten
May the gods declare themselves for me
That is my price
If you make me reign,
I swear that with you
I will share my crown
Frightful gods, all-powerful gods
Cast lightning on my head if I betray my oath
Frightful gods, powerful gods,
cast lightning on my head
Burst forth, hurry to reduce me to ashes,
if I betray my oath
I hesitate no more
Let this gift be the surety of the sacred tie
which binds us
Someone is coming. Let us leave here
Amélite may choose
to spurn me and insult me
I give to you a power equal to my strength
I am sufficiently avenged if she sees that
That is sufficient
You see to the gods,
I will see to your vengeance
Be reassured, sweet Amélite
See our games, listen to us
Let the worry which disturbs you
make way for the gentlest hope
Be reassured, sweet Amélite
See our games, listen to us
Are you no longer sensitive
to all our tender care?
Will it never be able to soften your pain?
Céphie!
Be hopeful and put an end to your weeping
Can heaven be unbending in the face of virtue?
It is often a more peaceful fate
That its rigours prepare for it
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, come and reign over your subjects
And over the most faithful heart
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, it is love that calls you
Brave the murderous rage
of your barbaric enemies
Calm for your return
Both my mortal terror
And the troubles that you complain of
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, come and reign over your subjects
And over the most faithful heart
Come back, it is love that calls you
Dear lover, it is love that calls you
For a heart which implores it
Love has no endless hardships
The loving tears
Shed by the dawn
Soon bring about the opening
Of the most beautiful flowers
Dear Zoroastre, alas!
What a fate is ours!
Does your heart at least think of me?
God! What if he sighed for another
When I live only for you?
No, no, a fickle passion
cannot steal my lover from me
Our hearts, guided by their fondness,
have chosen each other as their lot
Sweet love, this delightful accord
was the work ofjust one of your darts
No, no, a fickle passion
cannot steal my lover from me
The sun's rays grow pale
The ground shakes, the daylight flees
To the noise that resounds in the air
The shouts of the echoes are added
What terrible darkness!
Is it you, dear Érinice?
Worried as I am,
your danger increases my terror
Let us flee from this horrific place
Come, I fear for you as much as for myself
This is no longer the time for pretending
Learn what is to be your fate
And tremble,
knowing my hatred and my power
What am I hearing?
Whence come such cruel feelings?
Keep your distance, or fear my revenge
You have to fear torments
more dreadful than death
Alas! Everything flees from me,
I am abandoned
Your happiness goes away
and their flight surprises you?
Come, cruel spirits, subject to my power
Abramane commands
and my voice calls to you
Come, cause terror and despair
to prevail around her forever
Gods, protectors of innocence
Just gods, take my part!
Tremble, tremble
Fly from us
In vain innocence cries out
Hell is not listening to her
It pursues her in life,
it avenges her after death
To my sad eyes in this pleasant empire
Ever-new games make their charms gleam
Alas! Nothing can soften my regrets
My heart is troubled
And I sigh
In the bosom of peace itself
Kind woman,
worthy of the most tender love
Without you, I live no more
My soul is with you
Against a thousand deadly worries
Which take hold of me
Pleasure, which follows me,
wants in vain to protect me
May I listen to it, give myself up to it,
expect it
only in the places where I see you ?
Kind woman,
worthy of the most tender love
Without you, I live no more
My soul is with you
In this pleasant refuge
you have experienced only untroubled days
But the earth is groaning,
a merciless monster
Makes the humans tremble
under an iron sceptre
Doubtless Abramane
is this ruthless monster
You must prepare your heart
for the most cruel setback
I tremble
Amélite?
- You must break her shackles
- Her shackles!
Is she in the power of a barbarian?
And this immense distance
separates me from such a dear person!
Over the charm of pleasures
And the weight of setbacks
I have seen your constancy triumph
Go and take the defence of heaven,
which was testing you
Zoroastre, it is time
to liberate the universe
But her life...?
Forgive my extreme fondness
Alas!
A thousand times, without fear,
I have seen danger, even death
I have never feared for myself
And I fear everything
For the one I love
The sovereign arbiter
of the earth and the heavens
Wants to cause a brilliant ray
to shine in your eyes
Of his immortal glory
If nothing can weary
your constancy and your zeal
See what must one day be
your glorious destiny
Spirits of fire
Of the air
Of the earth
And of the deep
Fly, fly, hurry, all of you
At the sound of my voice,
heavens, O heavens, open
Hear our wishes, master of the world
Let the deep darkness of fate and time
Destroy itself before us
Where am I?
A new light shows me the way
What enchanting perfumes!
What melodious sounds!
I penetrate the mystery of the eternal secrets
My soul is flying
In the heavens
Zoroastre flies to glory!
Triumph, light up the universe
Take victory with you on your path
Give chains to hell
Assist the fervour which pushes me on,
open up the road and I'll go
Redouble your constancy
Your life depends on it
It will take only a moment of weakness
for you to be lost
Can I fear a tyrant I have always defied?
It is a gift from heaven
whose supreme goodness
Knows so well how to match
the assistance to the danger
Adversity has its term
and must run its course
It ends as soon as it becomes extreme
This delays me too much
Under the weight of her shackles,
Amélite groans and perhaps collapses
May the order and peace
brought to the universe
Make the humans love a father
in their master
Go! Leave!
Desire where you want to be!
Sweet Amélite
Alas!
In vain innocence cries out,
hell is not listening to her
It pursues her in life
It avenges her after death
Great heaven, what savagery!
Will you always follow me?
Stop
This is your last remaining instant
Renounce the throne, or die
I defy your power
Strike
I fear the most terrible death
much less than the horror of seeing you
That's too much. Expire
Barbarian!
Zoroastre?
Oh! Gods!
Dear lover
If love had not seen fit to bring you here
I would no longer enjoy
the light of the heavens
What becomes of me?
My arm, unfaithful to my hatred,
spoils my crime and leaves her alive
Awful moment!
Fateful return!
She will live for you
You live only for her
In the excess of my rage,
in my mortal grief
Know at least, ingrate, the excess of my love
Cruel woman!
I shudder
What does she dare to tell me?
All my senses are frozen in horror
Heaven?
What love!
I see what I must look forward to
I can read in your looks
my shame and her happiness
It is too much
and only the hope of extreme revenge
Can soften my unhappiness
In my fury I will mix up
that which I hate and that which I love
Tremble
To make equal her sorrow and my grief
Before I stab her through the heart
I will dare to sacrifice you yourself
In my fury I will mix up
that which I hate and that which I love
Alas! I faced her wrath
I suffered the harshest blows
Without flinching, without complaining
In the end the savage woman
forced me to be afraid of her
By making me fear for you
I see the violence of her fury
But your life is safe
What can her vengeance do against me?
Against the anger of hell,
what will be your defence?
The authority which for you
has just overcome her power
Will give back purity to the daylight,
which she darkened
I see you again
I feel no more alarm
At last I gain the recompense
for my fond sighs
Love, which returns you to my tears
In your eyes spreads all its charms
And in my heart all its pleasures
I heed only my deep affection
I have regained everything I love
I am losing the memory
of the ills I have suffered
I will rush to put them right
The splendour of the supreme rank
Will soon wipe out
the disgrace of your shackles
Is it for an empire that my soul sighs?
You know, love fills it with its fire
To see you at all times
To love you
To tell you so
That is the only possession
That can fulfil my wishes
You enchant my senses
You delight my soul
How easily one forgets oneself
in the arms of love!
Duty calls me in its turn
In heeding its call
I serve both my glory and my love
Abode impenetrable
to the light of the heavens
Terrible places,
cease to enslave innocence
Walls erected by vengeance
Collapse and fall, hateful walls
Heaven, touched by my tears and your zeal
Gives you back the only person
worthy of your choice
The blow was about to fall
and you would have lost in her
All the noble blood of your kings
Burst out, outpouring of rejoicing,
shine in our songs and our games
Let us celebrate the happy moment
which returns you to our love
Absence is a cruel torment!
But how sweet it is
to see again the one we love
Everything grows more lovely
when a loved one returns
Everything takes on the supreme charm
of pleasure or of feeling
Without him the most pleasant day
Is darker
Than night itself
Absence is a cruel torment!
But how sweet it is
to see again the one we love
No, it is not always to devastate the land
That the winds stir up the air
The sky, without casting thunder
Often makes lightning flash
If love tests a sincere heart for a time
And seems to make heavier its shackles
The heart may sigh
But let it hope
Happiness sometimes
Is born from the womb of reversals
No, it is not always to devastate the land
That the winds stir up the air
The sky, without casting thunder
Often makes lightning flash
Stop fearing criminal priests
Give up cruel gods
who strike when you pray to them
May a sparkling celebration,
as the dawn breaks
Reward the passion of all fond hearts
Let only love offer our wishes
to the benevolent god that I adore
May he triumph over the other gods
The day which is about to shine on us
is a day of victory
May it gather us together on its return
Dear Zoroastre
Love wishes to crown its glory
Fond lovers,
form the most beautiful ties
Sing, sing
Our sorrows are over
May the sweetest pleasures return
Zoroastre, be happy
Form the most beautiful ties
Fond lovers, be happy
Sing, sing
Our sorrows are over
May the sweetest pleasures return
Stop. Curb this extreme anger
The slightest outburst might put off
the enemy who is offering himself
To my blows
Let my hatred act
and leave this river bank
Is it here that they are to wed?
I await him in the trap
where his love has brought him
His tomb is being prepared
and my magic will open it
It is for me to punish him
So he thinks to consummate
his crime and my insult?
The people appear united in his favour
I will disperse this storm
But you could have prevented it
O unhappy memory!
My rival triumphs,
she escapes my rage
O gods!
What does the life or death of a weak rival
matter to our designs?
You should have settled our destinies for good
by striking the object of a fatal love
Ingrate!
When I saw him appear,
the dagger fell from my hands
If you see him,
in spite of his contempt
Will love be less the master?
No, everything serves to rekindle
the bitter disappointment that devours me
Love can no longer quell it
Gods!
He has been charmed by another
He flees from me, the cruel man
He hates me
I loathe him
Against him what can't I arm?
Everything which sees the light of day
from sunset to dawn
No, everything serves to rekindle
the bitter disappointment that devours me
Love can no longer quell it
A proud heart which breaks its chains
will find a happy calm with freedom
Your soul is torn apart,
a futile disappointment draws it away
Can I take for hatred
the cries of angry love?
We must help your weakness
These moments are too precious to risk
Here let your power cease
And let a thick cloud
hide you from the eyes of all
The traitor!
Let us dare to commit great crimes
I expect a glorious prize
Their name changes if they are profitable,
all success is legitimate
Great enemy of my gods,
death surrounds you here
Revenge has dug a thousand pits
beneath your feet
And you whom I adored
You hateful people, you defy my power
Be the victims of it
Let us dare to commit great crimes
I expect a glorious prize
Their name changes if they are profitable
All success is legitimate
Daylight will assemble
these inconstant people
I'll wait in these woods
for the moment to appear
I must with startling deeds
affirm a power that they dare to disregard
Slumber, leave this place
For the most wonderful celebration
the voice of love calls us
Let us fly to the voice of love
The rosy dawn hurries to return
The gentle birds who are woken
announce the day with their singing
Slumber, leave this place
For the most wonderful celebration
the voice of love calls us
Let us fly to the voice of love
Of our mutual passion
Marriage will forever ensure the happiness
Love, which kindled it to make it eternal
Offers a new charm to my heart
In the duty of being faithful to you
The most beautiful ties
are being prepared for us
Love must form them,
happiness will follow them
How sweet will be my destiny!
I would have liked to die for you
And it is for you that I am going to live
Slumber
Leave this place
For the most wonderful celebration
The voice of love calls us
Let us fly to the voice of love
A thousand bright rays make the air beautiful
Let us make our harmonies ring out
O bright, pure light
The flowers, the fruit, the vegetation
seem to be reborn at your return
Colours shine
The air is purified
The earth puts on her finery
You lend her the radiance
of the celestial abode
O bright, pure light
The flowers, the fruit, the vegetation
Seem to be reborn at your return
Everything becomes alive again
with the first rays of the day
The bird sings
The waters babble
These are the sweet sounds
Which nature brings to you
And the voice of its love
O bright, pure light
The flowers, the fruit, the vegetation
Seem to be reborn at your return
Come, bright youth!
Give free rein to your desires
Love with a constant passion!
Marriage will fulfil your expectations
with a chain of pleasures
Come
Give free rein
Give free rein to your desires
On our hearts use up your weapons
Love, fly and throw your darts
Use up your weapons
You offer us the recompense
for our fond alarms
And marriage adorned with your charms
Will bestow on us your favours
On our hearts use up your weapons
Love, fly and throw your darts
Use up your weapons
Let us hasten our happiness
Come, fond lovers
Benevolent god
Supreme being
Your laws are delightful bonds
for our hearts
You want our hearts
to adore you and to love
Be gracious, listen to our vows
And receive our troth
I pledge to you
What flashes! What a crash of thunder!
Heavens! The daylight flees
I feel the ground shaking
Gods, arm yourselves
Strengthen my arm
Flow, torrents of fire
To avenge their affront
Proud north winds in these climes,
carry terror, devastation
And make death fly
Ah? Cruel!
I am dying
Gods! Let us all flee!
Amélite
She is dying. O heaven!
We perish
I run to protect you
Open these dying eyes to the cries of my pain
When I fear for your life
what could I undertake?
Courage flies from my heart
Your eyes
These beautiful eyes alone
can give it back to me
Where am I?
What power
What loving voice
Has halted my dying soul?
It is you that love offers again to my heart
I see you again
I can die happy
Come, spirits of peace
Hurry to this place
We perish
A furious tyrant sends after them
Death and horror
I must either save them
Or perish with them
Gentle Amélite
Dear lover
Farewell
Take care of her
Keep her safe from the perils
I am running to
Cruel tyrants who reign in my heart
Merciless hate, implacable vengeance
Spare me the horror of insatiable remorse
Or yield to its attack
At the bottom of my soul
An unwelcome passion
is irritated by my resistance
To reproach me for my anger
Wrongdoing unites its voice
with the cries of innocence
Of the abyss where I am sinking
I can see the depth
Everything frightens me and harms me
Everything, including my power
Spreads around me trouble and misfortune
Cruel tyrants who reign in my heart
Merciless hate, implacable vengeance
Spare me the horror of insatiable remorse
Or yield to its attack
Your enemy triumphs and moments are costly
He has escaped from the extreme dangers
that hell sent against his courage
Our soldiers acting on your supreme orders
ran to put him in chains
His voice burst out in the air
Immediately they turned their weapons
against themselves
Gods of Abramane, vengeful gods
What power can stop your fury?
The bright, pure light of the calmest day
Has dispersed the horror of your spells
The winds are chained up
The flowers and vegetation
in our desolate fields
Bring back the spring
It is over then, traitor, there is no more hope
I am bound for all time to your crimes
And I lose forever my glory and my vengeance
Must a moment's setback shake you?
You know what my power is
Should you be trembling?
Summon up your courage
A shameful despair is the lot
only of powerless unfortunates
What can I still hope for?
Amélite lives and your rival adores her
How the sight of them
caused torment in my heart!
They were so much in love
and so happy!
What sweetness they tasted
in tightening their bonds!
Stop. Why do you recall, heartless woman
The awful memory of these cruel moments?
O gods!
What mortal pain!
Love and happiness
Shone in their eyes
Zoroastre was so happy!
Amélite was so beautiful!
I see with horror the light of day
What torture! What pain!
To feel a heart made for love rip apart
Through the anger
of an uncompromising hatred
Hatred which can act
is always powerful enough
The treasures of my art
will show themselves to your eyes
Danger diminishes when courage increases
Hatred which can act
is always powerful enough
Let double doors of bronze render this temple
impenetrable to our enemies
Érinice, dare to see with an untroubled brow
the secret mysteries of a fearsome cult
Supreme author of evil
and of sad reversals
Which desolate land and the sea
O you, who by diverse names
I have made known to the universe
As the absolute master of the world
Your glory is being attacked
Strengthen your vengeful arm
Make the flames of thunder
burn brightly in the air
Burst forth!
Take your revenge!
It is but to terror
that you owe the world's adulation
Your glory is being attacked
Strengthen your vengeful arm
Make the flames of thunder
burn brightly in the air
Burst forth!
Take your revenge! It is but to terror
that you owe the world's adulation
Let us drain our sad victims
Fearsome Ariman, feed your just fury
In streams of blood
Princess, everything indicates to me
an invincible aid
And I never saw more favourable signs
Let us unite our voices
And let a terrible spell ensure again
the success of our wishes
Feared ministers of the most powerful empire,
of mortals, of gods
Enemies of yourselves
You, spirits that only the desire to harm
can force to be happy
Fly, fly, cruel band, give free flight
To all your fury
Affronted love calls to you
Come running to its voice
Implacable avengers
At your call we willingly leave
the eternal darkness
Hatred leads us,
Vengeance follows us
The goods that our hand dispenses
are sweeter than you think
We offer as help,
in their harsh trials
Vengeance to affronted hearts
and death to the unhappy
Take revenge, suffer no more
The more striking an insult
The sweeter it is to punish it
Hatred likes to take pleasure
In slow revenge
But when the moment arises,
you cannot seize it too soon
Take revenge, suffer no more
The more striking an insult,
the sweeter it is to punish it
I think I see already my bloody rival
Stagger, fall and die
Let us strike the most terrible blows
Let us sacrifice two ingrates,
let us strike them by turns
In sensitive hearts hatred is extreme,
like love
Go, hurry! I'll put a weapon in your hands,
heed only rage
By the most deadly outbursts
show your courage
Let fury guide your arm
Let fire, let havoc
precede and follow your passing
Brave the most awful death,
cause carnage everywhere
For hearts that do not take revenge
disgrace is always theirs
Honour speaks - fight
Die, if you must,
but avenge your affront
Vengeance has such sweetness!
An unknown pleasure flows with your fury
to the bottom of my soul
Love has fewer charms
than the fervour which fires me
Vengeance has such sweetness!
Let your enemy's punishment begin
Let him feel he is beaten by invisible blows
Fly, support my power
Cruel spirits, jealous spirits
Make vengeance triumph
The fire consumes him!
What sweeter hope
What good fortune! Hell is assisting us
May its fires set the skies alight
May they devour the earth and the waters
The greatest ills
are our dearest possessions
Hell is assisting us,
let everything be confounded
Our anger is not in vain
The underground vaults
of the empire of the dead
Seem to be collapsing at these terrible sounds
They are increasing
Hell will speak
Let us listen
Take up your arms. Offer up to hell
crimes worthy of its rage
Make virtue tremble
Make courage grow pale
A startling reversal
is about to change the universe
Take up your arms
Victory is yours
Nothing can trouble you
For you, what glory!
Everything will tremble
Blood will flow, people will be sacrificed.
Triumph, victory!
Noise, destruction, death, carnage
are our pleasures
Fury and rage
are but the image of our desires
For you, what glory!
Everything will tremble
People will be sacrificed, blood will flow.
Triumph, victory!
What torment!
Where can I find trace of him?
Might a barbarian have satisfied his fury?
I tremble
Zoroastre, alas!
Unhappy woman!
Should I be trembling for his life?
Love
Cruel love!
Your fatal blindfold hides from our eyes
the abyss where your hand drags us
All the links in your chain
are already formed
When you set your torch aflame
My heart gets angry in vain
Its fondness restores it
It is an ever-new battle
And I see both love and hate in turn
Take up weapons for my execution
And dig my grave
Love
Cruel love
Your fatal blindfold hides from our eyes
the abyss where your hand drags us
All the links in your chain are already formed
When you set your torch aflame
He is approaching
At last I can breathe
It is Érinice. O heaven!
Respect my pain
And conceal at least the horror
that I inspire in you
Fear no more my fury
Your life is under threat,
all my anger expires
If a traitor takes up arms against me,
does he think to make me tremble?
Death has never inspired fear in me.
If you fear it, you deserve to die
Fear our furious priests
Their cruelty, their shouts, their odious plots
Are recalled constantly
to my desperate heart
Leave, flee, time is short
Abramane has hell and the gods on his side
I defy the gods of a barbarian,
I hate their villainous priests
And on the wreckage of their bloody altars
my triumph will be prepared.
Alas! Your confidence increases my terror
You must know the fearsome power
of a fatal magic
In a terrible spell
Dreadful
Myself, who adores you
While shuddering in horror
I experienced feelings of guilt
The rage, the fury of pitiless hell
Reached the bottom of my heart
in spite of me
O awful mysteries of a detestable cult!
Cruel woman! Do you not fear?
I fear only your death
You see the despair
to which my soul has given itself up
Be moved by my weeping,
flee from this terrible place
My misfortunes
Your scorn
My death which will follow
I forgive you for everything
Ungrateful man
If you want to live
And this is the only price
that my love demands
What do I hear? O heaven!
It is a faithful people
who allow their joy in Amélite to burst forth
Judge our feelings against you and for her
By her virtues and your remorse
My remorse!
This reproach silences its murmuring
Our fate is to hate each other
My heart needed this new insult
To force it to obey me
She runs from chasm to chasm,
seeking the peace which has left her
Such is the rightful fate of wrongdoing
Trouble surrounds it and disgrace follows it
The people in this place,
according to ancient custom
Must pay homage to the kings
they have chosen
They are bringing Amélite
and coming to assemble here
Gods, O gods!
What a terrible blow!
Heaven! What new misfortune
comes to torment me?
Fatal day!
Implacable fate!
Céphie
What is the reason for your weeping?
In the midst of her people
and charming all hearts
Amélite was brought to the throne
in this place
Along paths strewn with flowers
All of a sudden, the air was stirred up
A whirlwind of fire rushed between her and us
And, quicker than lightning,
snatched her from us
What will become of me? Amélite?
O cruel misfortune!
What purpose does my immense power
serve now?
What good is life to me without her?
O heaven, what shameful despair!
May proud Érinice triumph
and reign in this place
Let all give way!
Let all bow down!
Tremblingly adore the choice
made by the gods
Traitor!
Your punishment has been delayed too long
Stop. I know your hateful power
If by a gesture, a word,
your fear or your vengeance
Dares to beg for heaven's help
Amélite is in my power
Tremble, tremble!
I will sacrifice her before your eyes
What a dreadful moment
for the most loving heart!
I feel myself giving way
before this awful setback
No, no, heaven is just,
it will protect her
And I at least will be able to die
if I should lose her
Fall, monsters, fall into the bottom of hell
With one final setback
worthy of your courage
Heaven wanted to test your virtue again
Zoroastre,
while watching over your greatest work
I was keeping the prize which is due to you
Reign in these climes
where peace will be reborn
These people are dear to you,
answer their wishes
The love of the subjects and of the master
Makes the only rightful kings
Powerful empires and happy reigns
Unite these lovers
with the most pleasing ties
How charming are these ties!
How they delight my love!
- How I love you!
- Sweet return!
All my soul is for love
- May love bind it!
- May love set it ablaze!
May love bind it
Forever!
May love set it ablaze
Everlastingly!