That's the signal.
Adriana!
Maurizio!
- My queen! - You here?
I'd been waiting outside for you,
then I saw the stairs.
They tried to stop me. I asked to see you.
How reckless!
Why?
True love knows no constraints,
and knows no shame.
In you I see again
the smiling image
of my mother,
my beloved mother.
In your heart
I breathe the sweet air
of my fatherland,
where I was born.
You are beautiful as my banner
flaming aloft in battle.
You are joyous as the spectre of Glory
promised to the victor!
You are beautiful.
You are joyous.
What fine words!
Love makes me a poet.
What about your promotion?
Let's talk of happier things.
You've asked the Minister? And the Count of Saxony?
I've tried: he won't keep his promises.
- I'd like to meet him. - Why?
Without compromising myself, I could get him to help you.
- He's a dangerous man. - I know.
- All the women love him. - I'm jealous.
- How childish! - Well, speak to him about me.
What are you doing? I must go on stage now.
Cruel!
- For you alone... - You're sending me away?
Tonight I'll be performing for you alone.
From your eyes
I'll drink your soul.
I'll make you weep if you listen to me.
- I'll listen, Adriana, - What do I care for praise?
- like a pious votary - Applause?
- listens to the Word of God. - Presents, compliments?
All the treasures of France are not worth
one tear of yours,
the diamond of love.
Where are you sitting?
The third box on the right.
- Let me go now. - And later?
Not here...
Wait for me at the stage door.
Wear these violets for me.
Thank you.
Now go!