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Life is hell for the unfortunate...
In vain desire for death!...
Seville! ... Leonora!
Oh remembrance! Oh night
that has kidnapped me of all goodness!
I will be eternally unhappy... it is written.
The father of his native land wanted to
break the alien yoke, with 'to join
the last of the lncas the crown
girdle he confided. It was a vain undertaking!
I was born in a prison; the desert educated me; only alive because unknown
is my royal lineage! ...
My relatives dreamed of a throne,
and the ax roused them!?
Oh, when will my misfortunes come to an end!
O you who are in the bosom of angels
br/>eternally pure
you ascend beautiful, unharmed
from the mortal misfortune,
O you who in the bosom of the angels
you ascend beautiful pure
do not forget to turn away
look at me as a wretch,
who without a name and an exile
in hatred of destiny,
who without a name and an exile
in hatred of destiny,
I ask yearningly, ah miserable,
I ask longing, ah miserable,
the death of meeting..: .
My Leonora, help me,
My Leonora, help me,
have mercy, pity, pity,
for my suffering.
Leonora help me,
pity, for my suffering.
My Leonora,
pity, pity, for my suffering.
/>Help me, have mercy on me.