harmony! Yes, I understand. Yes! And that's all? No. Now for the real fire. Strings in unison. Ostinato on "A. " Like this! Next measure is rising. Do you have it? Show me! - Wonderful! - Yes. Yes. Go on. Write that down! Call me among the blessed. "C" major. Sopranos and altos in thirds. Altos on "C," sopranos above. Sopranos up to "F" on the second voca? And on dictus! And underneath, just violins. Arpeggios. Descending scale in eighth notes, then back to the ostinato. That's it. You have it? You go too fast. One moment, please! One moment! Good! Show me! The whole thing! From the beginning! Want to rest? No, I'm not tired at all! We'll stop... ...for a moment. Then we'll finish the lacrimosa. I can keep going, I assure you! Stay with me while I sleep a little? I won't leave you! I'm so ashamed. Of what? I was foolish. I thought you did not care for my work... ...or me. Forgive me. What are you doing here? Your husband... ...took sick. I brought him home. Why you? Because Madame, I was at hand. Thank you very much, you can go now. He needs me. No, he doesn't... ...and I don't want you here. Just go, please. He asked me to stay. And I'm asking... I'm back. I missed you so much. If you'd just... ...show me that you need me. And I'll try to do better, too. What is this? No, Wolfie, not this. You're not to work on this ever again. I've decided. It's not his handwriting. No, it's mine. I was assisting him. He's not to work on this anymore. It's making him ill. Good night. I regret we have no servants to show you out, Herr Salieri. Respect my wish and go. I will respect his. Your merciful God. He destroyed his own beloved... ...rather than let a mediocrity... ...share in the smallest part of his glory. He killed Mozart. And kept me alive to torture. 32 years of torture. 32 years... ...of slowly watching myself become extinct! My music... ...growing fainter. All the time fainter... ...till no one plays it at all. And his... . Good morning! Time for the water closet. Then we have your favorite breakfast. Sugar rolls! He loves those. Fresh sugar rolls. I will speak for you, Father. I speak for all mediocrities in the world. I am their champion. I am their patron saint. Mediocrities everywhere... ...I absolve you. I absolve you. I absolve you all. Subtitled by: GELULA & CO., INC.Music is not the issue. No one doubts your talent. It's your literary judgment that's in question. Even with the politics taken out of it, it would still remain a vulgar farce. Why waste your spirit on such rubbish? Surely. . . . . .you can choose more elevated themes. Elevated! What does that mean, elevated? I am fed. . . . . .to the teeth with these. . . . . .elevated things. Old dead legends. Why must we go on forever. . . . . .writing only about gods and legends? Because they do. They go on forever. At least what they represent: the eternal in us. Opera is here to ennoble us, Mozart. You and me, just the same as His Majesty. Come on now, be honest! Who wouldn't rather listen to a hairdresser than Hercules? Or Horatius or Orpheus. So lofty, they sound as if they shit marble! What! Govern your tongue, Mozart, how dare you! Forgive me, Majesty. I'm a vulgar man. But, I assure you, my music is not. You are passionate, Mozart. . . . . .but you do not persuade. Sire, the whole opera is finished. You know how much work I did? His Majesty has been. . . . . .more than patient. How can I persuade you if I can't show it? That will do. Let me tell how it begins. May I just do that? Show how it begins? Please. There's a servant down on his knees. And do you know why? Not from any oppression, no. Because he's measuring a space. Do you know what for? His bed. His wedding bed. To see if it will fit! Late! On the beat. Good! Yes! Early! Mozart is already rehearsing. In that ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Проверка на дорогах на английском - текст Перл Харбор на английском - текст Беглец на английском - текст Алиса на английском - текст Спрятанный на английском |