G.Donizetti ∙ Il Sospiro ❧ Joan Sutherland

The sigh
Unhappy woman, weary of love,
are you asking for eternal slumber in the grave?
Please! don't you know that a heart is here
which, having lost you, has lost heaven?
Renewed hope can give us
smiling Eden down here;
if you implore death, let us die together,
my dear angel, do not leave me.
But if you refuse that now, close to you,
I may rise into eternal splendor,
while there is still life in my bosom,
give me the ultimate warm sigh.