(*Giacomo Puccini)
No sleep! No one sleeps!
You too, O Princess,
In your cold room,
You look at the stars
That tremble with love
And with hope.
But my mystery is closed in me,
No one will know my name!
No, no, on your mouth I will say it
When the light shines!
And my kiss will dissolve the silence
What makes you mine!
No one will know your name!...
And we will have to die, alas!
Fleak away, oh night!
Set, stars!
Set, stars!
At dawn I will win!
I will win, I will win!

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