(from Puccini's "Tosca")



[Cavaradossi is working on a portrait of the Madonna for the church of St. Andrea. Thought the painting closely resembles a beautiful parishioner there, Cavaradossi explains that it is a combination of that woman. Whom he does not know, and his own dark-haired, dark-eyed lover Floria Tosca.]

Recondita armonia
di belleze diverse!...E bruna Floria,
l'ardente amante mia.
E te, beltade ignota, cinta di chiome bionde!
Tu azzuro hai l'occhio, Tosca ha l'occhio nero!
L'arte nel suo mistero
le diverse belleze insiem confonde:
ma nel ritrar costei
il mio solo pensiero,
ah! il mio solo pensier, sei tu,
Tosca, sei tu!


[Translation:]

What Strange And Lovely Harmony

What strange and lovely harmony
of such different beauties! How dark is Floria,
this ardent love of mine.
And you, mysterious beauty, long blonde and flowing tresses,
how your eyes are sky blue, Tosca's eyes are black-night.
Art, too, with it's many mysteries,
blends all together such different beauties.
But though I paint another,
my only thought is you,
oh, my only thought is you,
Tosca, is you, is you!