Английская Википедия:In questa reggia
"In questa reggia" ("In this palace") is an aria from Giacomo Puccini's opera Turandot set to a libretto in Italian by Giuseppe Adami and Renato Simoni. The text is based on Friedrich Schiller's adaptation of the play Turandot by Carlo Gozzi. The aria takes place in scene two of the second act, and is sung mostly by the Princess Turandot (soprano), but with a reply from Calaf (tenor), which is a key point of the opera.
The riddles challenge
In the aria, Turandot explains that she conceived the three riddles as a test for any prince who might want to marry her. She explains that in the same palace, countless generations ago (thousands of years ago), a reigning Princess Lou-Ling was conquered by the King of the Tartars, raped and murdered. In particular, she dwells upon the Princess' final crying out and her moment of death at the hands of a man. Based on the memory and the concept of that crying out having been carried down through the many generations to Turandot herself, she resolves to avenge that death by imposing it on all men who fail in the attempt to marry her. She warns the prince that if he fails to answer any one of the three riddles, he will die.
The climax of the aria occurs with the word "grido" ("outcry" or "crying out") and clearly Turandot is reliving and personifying the last moments of her ancestor, its outrage and its long awaited vengeance.
The orchestra emphasises her ominous final couplet: <poem lang="it" style="float:left;">Straniero! Non tentar la fortuna! Gli enigmi sono tre, la morte una!</poem> <poem style="margin-left:2em; float:left;">Stranger! Do not tempt Fortune!
The riddles are three, Death is one!</poem>
But Calaf returns this to her as <poem lang="it" style="float:left;">No, no... gli enigmi sono tre, una è la vita!</poem>
<poem style="margin-left:2em; float:left;">No, no... the riddles are three, Life is one!</poem>
Some of the very distinctive music which ends this aria reappears briefly in the act 3 duet Principessa di morte (as completed by Alfano), as Calaf finally embraces a still-reluctant Turandot.
Text
<poem lang="it" style="float:left;">Turandot In questa reggia, or son mill'anni e mille, un grido disperato risonò. E quel grido, traverso stirpe e stirpe qui nell'anima mia si rifugiò! Principessa Lou-Ling, ava dolce e serena che regnavi nel tuo cupo silenzio in gioia pura, e sfidasti inflessibile e sicura l'aspro dominio, oggi rivivi in me!
La folla Fu quando il Re dei Tartari le sette sue bandiere dispiegò.
Turandot Pure nel tempo che ciascun ricorda, fu sgomento e terrore e rombo d'armi. Il regno vinto! Il regno vinto! E Lou-Ling, la mia ava, trascinata da un uomo come te, come te, straniero, là nella notte atroce dove si spense la sua fresca voce!
La folla Da secoli ella dorme nella sua tomba enorme.
Turandot O Principi, che a lunghe carovane d'ogni parte del mondo qui venite a gettar la vostra sorte, io vendico su voi, quella purezza, quel grido e quella morte! Mai nessun, nessun m'avrà! L'orror di chi l'uccise vivi nel cuor mi sta! No, no! Mai nessun m'avrà! Ah, rinasce in me l'orgoglio di tanta purità! Straniero! Non tentar la fortuna! Gli enigmi sono tre, la morte una!
Calaf No, no! Gli enigmi sono tre, una è la vita!
Turandot No, no! ... ... Gli enigmi sono tre, la morte è una!
Calaf Gli enigmi sono tre,
una è la vita!
La folla Al Principe straniero offri la prova ardita, o Turandot! Turandot!</poem> <poem style="margin-left:2em; float:left;">Turandot In this Palace, thousands of years ago, a desperate cry rang out. And that cry, after many generations, took shelter in my spirit! Princess Lo-u-Ling, sweet, serene ancestress, who ruled in your dark silence with pure joy, and challenged, sure and unyielding, the harsh mastery of others, today you live in me again!
The crowd It was when the King of the Tartars unfurled his seven flags!
Turandot Still in the time all can recall, there was alarm, terror, the rumble of arms! The Kingdom defeated! defeated! And Lo-u-ling, my ancestress, dragged off by a man, like you, like you, stranger, there in the horrid night, where her sweet voice was stilled!
The crowd She's slept for centuries in her huge tomb!
Turandot O you princes, with your long caravans from every part of the world, who come here to try your fate, in you I avenge that purity, that cry, and that death! No one will ever possess me! The horror of her assassin is still vivid in my heart! No, no one will ever possess me! Ah, in me is reborn the pride of such purity! Stranger, do not tempt Fate! The enigmas are three, but death is one!
Calaf No, no! The enigmas are three, and life is one!
Turandot The enigmas are three, but death is one!
Calaf No, no! The enigmas are three, and life is one!
The crowd Offer the supreme test to the foreign Prince,
O Turandot! Turandot!</poem>
Historic recordings
Historic recordings go back nearly to the first performance, with those by Eva Turner being particularly notable and available on the web. Turner was present at the first performance, and performed the opera seven months later and throughout the pre-war years.
External links
- Lyrics and translation at Aria-Database.com
- Шаблон:YouTube Renata Tebaldi in a studio recording
- Шаблон:YouTube – Birgit Nilsson and Franco Corelli
Шаблон:Turandot Шаблон:Giacomo Puccini Шаблон:Authority control
