Vissi d'arte


	Vissi d'arte from the opera Tosca by Puccini
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“ Vissi d'arte ”, aria of Floria Tosca - aria for soprano from the 2nd act of Giacomo Puccini 's opera “Tosca” (premiere - January 14, 1900 , Rome).

Aria is distinguished by the drama of the text, which, together with rather complex vocal tasks, allows the performers to convey the subtlest shades of emotional turmoil, despair, and vibrations of an agonizing wobble in front of the necessary victim. Therefore, quite often, the aria is performed separately, as part of concert programs - both the performers who are just beginning to gain fame and the opera singers with world fame.

The aria begins with the words “I lived for art, I lived for love ...” - According to the libretto, the main character is a “famous singer”, and in her best moments, the performers unwittingly identify themselves with the heroine and perform the aria with inexpressible energy, bringing the audience to tears. ^[one]

Some critics believe that the performance of “Vissi d'arte” well demonstrates the talents of the singer, her stage “form” and the immediate prospects. ^[2]

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Context

The famous singer Floria Tosca in love with the artist Mario Cavaradossi. By chance, Floria learns that in the house of the artist the leader of the Republicans, friend of Mario, Cesare Angelotti, who escaped from prison, is hiding from gendarmes. Indirect evidence allows the police chief, Scarpia, to suspect the artist in harboring. Mario is being arrested. When Floria comes to the police to help Mario, Scarpia arranges to hear Mario being tortured.

Unable to stand, Floria gives out the place where the Republican is hiding. Instead of some relief, the police chief sentenced Mario to death, sentencing him the next morning. And then offers Floria to save her lover at the cost of female honor. The next moment sounds "Toski's aria."

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Italian original: Vissi d'arte	Literal translation: Living art	Poetic translation: I just sang
Vissi d'arte, vissi d'amore, non feci mai male ad anima viva! Con man furtiva quante miserie conobbi aiutai. Semper con fè sincera la mia preghiera ai santi tabernacoli salì. Semper con fè sincera diedi fiori agli altar. Nell'ora del dolore perché, perché, signore, perché me ne rimuneri così? Diiedi gioielli della madonna al manto, e diedi il canto agli astri al ciel che ne ridean più belli. Nell'ora del dolore, perché, perché, signore, ah, perché me ne rimuneri così?	Living art, living love, I did not harm any living soul! Hiding like a thief, helped in the misfortunes of which she learned. Always with sincere faith offered prayers to shrines. Always with sincere faith decorated the altar with flowers. In the hour of pain Why, why, Lord, Why do you reward me so? I donated gems for the Madonna's mantle, I donated my songs to the stars and the sky who smiled more beauty. In the hour of pain Why, why, Lord, Why do you reward me so?	I just sang, dearly loved I did not do harm to anyone in my life ... How miserable I helped by stealth in the mountain ... With faith in God's majesty I'm at the foot of the shrines inclined with hot plea, I laid roses every day on the altar ... And in my sorrowful hour, God, say, say, for what, why are you rejecting me? To heaven always I heart sought boldly and sang songs the beauty of the earth and the sky glorifying ... For what is this hour my god, you have rejected us ... Oh, you left, rejected me ... For what?..

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[1] "... Guleghina so soulfully performed this half-prayer that I was very touched, not less than those who wept"

[2] ty - Volume 3 - Page 89