. ...to accuse his son before all the world! lt was... ...terrifying and wonderful to watch. And now... ...the madness began in me. The madness of a man splitting in half. Through my influence, l saw to it... ...Don Giovanni was played only five times in Vienna. But, in secret, l went to every one of those five. Worshipping sound... ...l alone seemed to hear. As l stood there, understanding... ...how that bitter old man still possessed his poor son... ...even from beyond the grave... ...l began to see a way... ...a terrible way... ...l could finally triumph... ...over God. l have come to commission work from you. What work? A mass for the dead. What dead? Who's dead? A man who deserved a requiem mass... ...and never got one. Who are you? l am only a messenger. Do you accept? You'll be well paid. Do you accept? Work fast. And be sure to tell no one what you do. You will see me again soon. My plan was so simple... ...that it terrified me. First, l must get the death mass, and then... ...l must achieve his death. What? His funeral! lmagine it! The cathedral... ...all Vienna sitting there. His coffin... ...Mozart's little coffin in the middle. And then... ...in that silence... ...music! A divine music bursts out over them all. A great mass of death. Requiem mass for Wolfgang Mozart. Composed by his devoted friend... ...Antonio Salieri. What sublimity! What depth! What passion in the music! Salieri has been touched by God at last... ...and God forced to listen. Powerless to stop it! l, for once, in the end, laughing at Him! The only thing that worried me... ...was the actual killing. How does one do that? How does one kill a man? lt's one thing... ...to dream about it. Very different when you... ...when you have to do it... ...with your own hands. Come in! l've come to dinner. Dinner! Are you mad? l'm a nobleman. l only ever dine with people of my own height. Stop it! Be careful! Be careful! Hold tight! l'm a famous... ...horseman And we're a famous horsie Give me a hoof my darling And l'll give you my heart Take me to your stable And never more we'll part Kill me! Kill me! We're going to make a soprano stew And when you make a soprano stew Shut up! l'm sick to death of that tune! Give him some hay, my darling And l'll give you my heart Leporello! Some hay! We hope You're contented With what We've presented And love our dove of peace What did you think? Wonderful! He liked the little people. lt's all in good fun. l liked the horse. l tell you, if you played Don Giovanni here... ...you would have had a wonderful success. You belong here! Not at the snobby court. You could do anything you like. The more fantastic, the better. That's what people want: fantasy! You write a proper part for me and a couple of catchy songs... ...l guarantee you a triumph deluxe! -What do you say? -How much will you pay him? l see you brought your manager with you. Well, madame... ...how about... ...half the receipts? Half the receipts! l'm talking about now. How much will you pay him now? Down payment. Down payment? Who do you think l am, the emperor? l have to go. Stay, you'll enjoy this. You won't do this. -Why not? Half the house! -When? We need money now! Either he pays you now, or you don't do it. l don't trust that man. And l don't like what he did with your opera. lt was common. You liked it. Monkey, punky, flunky! Half the house! You'll never see a penny. l want it here in my hand. l'll put it here in your hand. You won't put a thing in my hand until l see some money! It's embarrassing . Can't you think of anyone who can do something for him? I' m afraid Mozart is a lost cause, baron. He has succeeded in alienating practically the whole of Vienna. He never pays his debts. l can 't think of anyone to whom l'd dare recommend him. Herr Mozart. What a surprise! What can I do for you? ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Легенда о Сурамской крепости на английском - текст Петля Ориона на английском - текст Зелёный слоник на английском - текст Конан-варвар на английском - текст Новый мир на английском |