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TONIO

Si puo… Si puo…

Signore!

Signori… Scusatemi

se da sol me presento.

Io sono il Prologo.

Poiche in scena ancor

le antiche maschere mette l’autore,

in parte ei vuol riprendere

le vecchie usanze, ea voi

di nuovo inviami.

Ma non per dirvi come pria:

«Le lacrime che noi versiam son false!

Degli spasimi e de' nostri martir

non allarmatevi!»

No!

No:

L’autore ha cercato

invece pingervi

uno squarcio di vita.

Egli ha per massima sol

che l’artista e un uom

e che per gli uomini

scrivere ei deve.

Ed al veroispiravasi.

Un nido di memorie

in fondoa l’anima

cantava un giorno,

ed ei con vere lacrime scrisse,

ei singhiozzi

il tempo gli battevano!

Dunque, vedrete amar

si come s’amano gli esseri umani;

vedrete de l’odio i tristi frutti.

Del dolor gli spasimi,

urli di rabbia, udrete,

e risa ciniche!

E voi, piuttosto

che le nostre povere gabbane d’istrioni,

le nostr’anime considerate,

poiche siam uomini

di carne e d’ossa,

e che di quest’orfano mondo

al pari di voi spiriamo l’aere!

Il concetto vi dissi…

Or ascoltate com’egli e svolto.

Andiam.

Incominciate!

TONIO

You can ... You can ...

Gentleman!

Gentlemen ... Excuse me

if I present myself alone.

I am the Prologue.

Since still on stage

the ancient masks put the author,

in part he wants to resume

the old customs, and to you

again send me.

But not to tell you first:

«The tears we shed are false!

Of the pangs and of our martyrs

do not be alarmed! "

No!

No:

The author has searched

instead ping you

a glimpse of life.

He has for maximum sol

that the artist is a man

and that for men

write and must.

And the real inspiration.

A nest of memories

at the bottom of the soul

he sang one day,

and he wrote with real tears,

and sobs

time beat him!

Therefore, you will see love

yes how we love human beings;

you will see the sad fruits of hatred.

The pangs of pain,

screams of rage, you will hear,

and cynical laughter!

And you, rather

that our poor histrionic gabbane,

our souls considered,

since we are men

of meat and bone,

and that of this orphaned world

like you we are expiring the air!

The concept I told you ...

Now listen to how he is done.

Let's go.

Begin!