A keresés eredménye

Miért nem tudsz szeretni engem?

Azt hittem
Azért jöttél
Hogy örülj velem
Azt gondoltad
Nélküled nem boldogulok majd
És egyedül
Megbánom majd bátorságom
De ha azt mondom, nézz csak ide
Nem csalódtál bennem
Nem is figyelsz ide igazán
És itt hagysz.
Miért nem tudsz szeretni azért amilyen vagyok?
 
Igen, igazad van
Bennem nem lehet bízni
Gyakran elfelejtem a kötelességem
Ilyen vagyok
Éhezem a boldogságra
Megragadom a pillanatot
Nem tudok lemondani
És nem is akarok
A gyermek, aki voltam
Még mindig bennem él
És ezt kérdezi, mint én:
Miért nem tudsz szeretni azért amilyen vagyok?
 
Kereslek
És nem érlek el
Szólok hozzád
De te nem figyelsz rám
 
És a legrosszabb: Nem tudom,
Miért veszítettelek el
 
Nem tudok olyan lenni mint mindenki
Nem tudok olyan lenni, mint te
Nem tetszhetek mindenkinek
Ezért annak kell lennem
Aki vagyok
 
Sosem leszek többé olyan biztonságban
Mint gyermekkorom napjaiban
Amíg élek
Hordom magammal az emléket
Mint egy kincset
De nincs visszaút
Mert járnom kell
A saját utamat
Most megfordulni- Nem lenne értelme
Olyan nehéz hát ezt megérteni?
Miért nem szeretsz?
Miért nem szeretsz?
Miért nem tudsz szeretni azért amilyen vagyok?
 

The easy way

Versions: #1
Colloredo:
 
I cannot condemn you, for God has blessed you
You entertain the rabble. It's time that someone helps you
 
Mozart:
 
Music despises no one
I do not need your help
 
Colloredo:
 
You are different than others, I've come to accept that
I'm offering you a new beginning, I'll take you back on
One has to decide what he does and what he lets be
Which mask one wears and where one belongs
One can flee or suffer, only one thing is for sure:
The easy way is always the wrong one
 
Mozart:
 
What God gave me is there for everyone to enjoy
They sing my melodies throughout the whole city
 
Colloredo:
 
You have may stooped low, but your talent is not yet lost
 
Mozart:
 
These people's applause means a lot to me
I don't need a new beginning, I have reached my goal
 
Colloredo:
 
True art has to avoid what entertains the people
What belongs to the masses isn't worth anything anymore
Don't be a fool
 
Mozart:
 
I don't think much of rules
But I'll admit one thing:
 
Colloredo:
 
Understand:
 
Both:
 
The easy way is always the wrong one
 
Colloredo:
 
Think of your father. He would want you to say 'yes'
Think of the music, that will be left unwritten, If you don't say 'yes'
 
Mozart:
 
My answer is 'no'
I don't need your mercy
I am independent, and will be so forever
No
 
Both:
 
One has to decide what he does and what he lets be
 
Colloredo:
 
Which mask one wears
 
Mozart:
 
Which burden one endures
 
Colloredo:
 
And where one belongs
 
Both:
 
One can flee or suffer, only one thing is for sure:
 
Colloredo:
 
The easy way
 
Mozart:
 
The easy way
 
Both:
 
The easy way is always the wrong one
 
Mozart:
 
One has to decide
 
Both:
 
where he belongs
 

How do you get rid of your shadow?

Versions: #1
I abstain from the prince's favour
And from the powdered wigs
The mustiness of dust and frankincense
doesn't
satisfy me anymore
I want to feel the real life
It has thick red lips
It smells like wine
And warms me at night
It whispers, cries, and laughs
Yet the question remains:
 
How do you get rid of your shadow?
How do you tell your destiny 'No'?
How do you crawl out of your own skin?
How can you ever be someone else?
Who do you ask
if you don't even understand yourself?
How can you be free
if you never escape your own shadow?
 
What use is immortality to me?
Before I die, I want to live
The grave odor of the laurel vault
does not numb
me anymore
What's the most beautiful symphony
compared to a soft bosom?
No sound of violins
can ever be as tender
as a hand in your hair
Yet the question remains:
 
How do you get rid of your shadow?
How do you leave everything behind you?
How do you chase away your conscience?
How do you flee from your own self?
How can you run
when you're the one standing in your path?
How can you be free
if you never escape your own shadow?
 
There's a demon standing next to you
In the guise of a boy
You shall serve him alone
He wants what you are
You were born only for him
There's a demon standing behind you
In the guise of a boy
Day and night is he with you
 
Fear that steals my breath away
Lead on my shoulders
Silence that asks me questions
and doesn't give answers to my 'Why?'
Invisible glances
That are suffocating me
The shadow that is following me, I believe,
one day
it is going to kill me
 
How do you get rid of your shadow?
How do you tell your destiny 'No'?
How do you crawl out of your own skin?
How can you ever be someone else?
Who do you ask
if you don't even understand yourself?
How can you be free
if you never escape your own shadow?
 
How do you get rid of your shadow?
How do you leave everything behind you?
How do you chase away your conscience?
How do you flee from your own self?
How can you run
when you're the one standing in your path?
From your destiy
you cannot flee
 
How can I live
as long as I only
serve destiny?
Can I never
Can I never
never, never
flee from my own shadow?
 

Every Parting is the Beginning of a Journey

Don't look at me so sadly
You know that I can't stay
The noise of the big city calls to me
I've missed too much already
 
There's no place like home
But what's inside me wants to escape!
One thing I've known for years
Wonders never happen where you are
They only happen for those who dream
 
Every parting is the beginning of a journey
Those who want to go further must leave
Freedom is only to be found
By those who let go of what holds them
But it can still cause pain
 
Every parting is the beginning of a journey
To a better place!
Those who forget their fear
Those who give what's inside them
Can become a king
 
Here everything is cramped and dull
Even thoughts lose their edge here!
I can't stand it any more
I can, and want, and need to leave
To go where only the best are!
 
Every parting is the beginning of a journey
Those who want to grow need light
Only those who break out
Can eventually find their goal
Even though it seems so far away
 
And even if dragons stand in my way
You of all people know, I can magic them away
Don't worry about me!
 
Every parting is the beginning of a journey
Those who want to go further, must leave...
 
Every parting is the beginning of a journey
To a better place!
Those who forget their fear
Those who give what's inside them
Can become a king, become a king
Become a king overnight!
 

It's Winter in Salzburg

[ WOMAN ]
Ach, it's Mozart, back again!
 
[ MEN ]
Finally humbled
You can stop with your antics now
Yes!
 
[ WOMAN ]
Pride goeth before a fall!
 
[ CITIZENS ]
It's winter in Salzburg
One can't be too thin-skinned
It's winter in Salzburg
It's no place for folly
It's much healthier to avoid conflict
And for sinners to plead for mercy and forgiveness
 
It's winter in Salzburg
A person needs thick skin
It's winter in Salzburg
Those who want to run should do so slowly
The ice is slick, the snow is frozen
The frost is severe, the prince is curt
And those who hold out for something better
Slip and fall on their butt
 

Ah, Miss Mozart!

[ SPICE TRADER ]
Cloves from Greece!
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
Olives!
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Elderberries!
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
Fresh greens!
[ FLORIST ]
Gladiolas!
 
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Fine fruits!
[ FLORIST ]
Beautiful asters!
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
Melons!
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Spices...
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Chestnuts!
[ SPICE TRADER ]
...from Hungary!
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
Carrots!
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Paprika!
 
[ FLORIST ]
Ah, it's Miss Mozart!
 
[ NANNERL ]
Good day!
 
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
How are you?
 
[ NANNERL ]
I'm well
 
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Good morning
 
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
What will you have?
 
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
Can you believe it?
Her beloved brother
Has left the prince's employ?
 
[ FLORIST ]
How terrible!
 
[ NANNERL ]
Just the opposite!
It was his decision to leave
Salzburg has long
Been too small for him
 
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Has he left yet?
 
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
I hope he finds a new position
 
[ NANNERL ]
Of course
Everywhere we went
Bussels, London, Rome, Paris
People crowded around us
Everyone they let near us
 
Last time we left our hometown
It was to travel in paradise
Every trip was a departure
In the kingdom of our dreams
Where I was the princess
And he the magical prince
 
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Indian curry!
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
String beans!
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Lemons!
[ FLORIST ]
A rose tree!
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Spanish pepper!
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Fine fruits!
 
[ FLORIST ]
Is your father with him?
 
[ NANNERL ]
No, he stayed at home
Because the prince
Can't go without him
 
[ SPICE TRADER ]
So is he traveling alone?
 
[ NANNERL ]
No, with his mother
 
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
And? Has he already found a new position?
 
[ NANNERL ]
Unfortunately in Munich
There were no vacancies
Now he's in Mannheim
Where people love him!
 
Of course someone will take him on
The elector there holds him in high esteem
He'll earn a princely sum
What we need and even more
I'm already packing my bags
Soon we'll follow behind him
 
And we'll live happy and prosperous
In the kingdom of our dreams
Where I am the princess
And he the magical prince
 
[ COUNT ARCO ]
She's in for a surprise!
Your esteemed brother
won't find a position anywhere
in the whole of Europe
 
[ NANNERL ]
How would you know that?
 
[ COUNT ARCO ]
I'll just say that I know it
Soon he'll miss
what he gave up
 
[ NANNERL ]
Mozart is held in high esteem
 
[ COUNT ARCO ]
Now that won't do him any good
When a prince
and archbishop
pull certain
invisible strings
 
[ PASSERBYS]
Once a prodigy
Mozart!
Now without a home
Mozart!
 
[ NANNERL ]
Four tomatoes
Three onions
Two stalks of celery
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Turkish pepper!
[ NANNERL ]
One pound of string beans
Carrots
One bunch of leeks
[ FLORIST ]
Gladiolas!
 
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Sweet grapes!
 
[ NANNERL ]
How expensive?
 
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Two kreuzers. The white ones?
 
[ NANNERL ]
The red ones
 
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Anything else?
 
[ NANNERL ]
No, that's it
 
[ FRUIT SELLER ]
Thank you, Miss Mozart
 
[ NANNERL ]
Goodbye!
 
[ VEGETABLE SELLER ]
Until tomorrow
 
[ SPICE TRADER ]
Give our greetings to your father!
 
[ FLORIST ]
What is he up to now?
 
[ NANNERL ]
He is very down
He worries a lot
about his son
Every day
he writes him
a long letter
 

Prologue

(spoken)
 
Where is the grave?
 
[ CONSTANZE ] I think it's over there.
 
You don't remember, Madame Mozart?
 
[ CONSTANZE ] Nissen! My name is Nissen, not Mozart anymore. How many times do I have to tell you?
 
Show me where he's buried. We have an agreement.
 
[ CONSTANZE ] I haven't been here in many years. What do you want with his grave anyway? Do you want to dig him up?!
 
Only his skull, in the interest of science! I will discover what made him a genius.
 
[ CONSTANZE ] We're here - here it is.
 
That there? Are you sure?
 
[ CONSTANZE ] Absolutely.
 
He's buried here. Jean-Pierre!
 
[ CONSTANZE ] My money, Monsieur Mesmer - five Luis d'Ors!
 
This is a magical place! Ecoutez! Do you hear that?
 
[ CONSTANZE ] Hurry up, I'm cold!
 
Madame, listen!
 
[ CONSTANZE ] What?
 
The infinite universe of music that he came from! Like a star fell upon the earth - un enfant de dieu!
 

No One Loves You As I Do (Reprise)

[ LEOPOLD ]
No one, no one loves you as I do
You're too childish and too unskilled
To deal with the harsh and cunning game of life
I'm worried for you
You need me
Because no one loves you as I do
 
Be happy
That I worry about you
[ NANNERL ]
Our father is very knowledgeable
[ LEOPOLD ]
Tell me
Where would you be without me?
[ NANNERL ]
He wants to spare us pain
 
[ LEOPOLD ]
All others are enemies
[ NANNERL ]
And without you he'll worry himself to death
[ WOLFGANG ]
When a better moment comes, I'll leave
[ LEOPOLD ]
You can trust in me
[ WOLFGANG ]
I need to leave here or I'll suffocate!
 
[ LEOPOLD ]
I won't allow our family to break apart
 

He's Entrusted to Me

[ COLLOREDO ]
I hope that he's keeping his promise
To guard our musician well
And that he hasn't tried to win him over with words of praise
Or tried to make advances towards him!
 
[ COUNT ARCO (spoken) ]
The elector always gives Mozart the same answer:
No vacant positions!
 
[ COLLOREDO (spoken) ]
When will Mozart be in Vienna?
 
[ COUNT ARCO (spoken) ]
I asked him to begin his trip immediately
 
[ COLLOREDO (spoken) ]
The Viennese will marvel
At the kind of musicians we have in Salzburg!
 
[ COUNT ARCO (spoken) ]
I only hope that he doesn't stir up any trouble
 
[ COLLOREDO ]
Vienna will envy me over him
And every now and then
I'll bask in the admiration of the Viennese
When I demonstrate what he can do
 
[ COUNT ARCO (spoken) ]
Arrêtez!
Mozart is a terrible servant, highness
If he sees success in Vienna, it will go to his head
He can't have any chance
to apply for a new position
I will tell everyone
that you would take it as a personal affront
if anyone were to invite him to court
No one would try and get themselves into trouble with you over a musician
As a precaution, I've set him up in your Viennese residence
There I'll always have an eye on him
Admittedly, we can't keep him locked up
He will go to the bars and to Prater...
 
[ COLLOREDO (spoken) ]
I forbid it!
No bars!
And certainly no going to Prater!
On no account should he go to Prater!
 
He's been entrusted to me
By God, the Lord
I'll make sure that he obeys my will
And bows before my gaze
 
It should never be the case
That the reason
That should illuminate the world
Is conquered by the power of music
 

You've Hooked Yourself a Man

[ CECILIA ]
Wait! What are you planning?
 
[ CONSTANZE }
I'm just going to say good night
 
[ CECILIA ]
Are you going to sleep with him?
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
Are you spying on me or something?
 
[ CECILIA ]
Hold back a little
Until he does what you want
Make a fool out of him
Who dances to the tune of your song
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
No! No lies!
He likes me a lot
 
[ CECILIA ]
Then he'll fall more easily into your trap
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
You can say whatever you want, Mama
I'm not listening to you anymore
 
[ CECILIA ]
Don't be cheeky and stick to the edge
You thankless rat, without ambition or intelligence
I set you in his path
He ran after you
You've hooked him now
Go, reel him in!
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
I don't want that!
He likes me
 
[ CECILIA ]
Then it shouldn't be very hard
To drag him to the altar
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
I'll give him time!
 
[ CECILIA ]
That doesn't make sense!
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
I won't push him
I'll wait until he asks me himself
 
[ CECILIA ]
Marry him now, not when he wants to
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
We're happy without a ring and marriage license
 
[ CECILIA ]
My God!
Are you too stupid to understand?
We want all of his money!
Take him to the cleaners! It's time
As long as he wants you
Don't open your legs for nothing
Don't pretend to be so dim-witted
You've hooked yourself a man
Go, reel him in!
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
I can't!
 
[ CECILIA ]
I'm not asking much of you!
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
I don't want to!
 
[ CECILIA ]
After all, you're almost at your goal
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
No, you don't understand me
I love him!
 
[ CECILIA ]
Ugh, don't you have any imagination, you stupid goose?
Love? God, I could be sick
I want him to fork over the cash!
 

What a Cruel Existence

[ WOLFGANG (spoken) ]
And everything continues...
As if nothing happened...
 
The wind blows a candle out
And the night grows even darker
But in the bars the dice keep being thrown
And in the theater the laughter continues
 
The drivers waiting for passengers yawn
And in the tower the clock strikes down from above
The well spits into the fountain
And the lovers make l'amour
 
Somewhere a child is being born
Somewhere the future is being promised
The heart gains scars and the soul is stained
Until we kick the bucket at the end of our painful existence
 
What a cruel existence!
What a peculiar world!
Why would hope be given to us
When you just end up falling into an ocean of darkness?
 
You were just breathing beside me
You gave me hope and support
You were full of warmth and life
And now you're silent and cold
 
We believe and pray so that we don't dissolve into tears
We fight and kick until we're bruised
We wear golden brooches and powdered wigs
And in the end, we're all just skulls
 
What a cruel existence!
What a peculiar world!
It sets everyone on the path to happiness
And everyone is deceived in the end
 
What a meaningless question
If you never get an answer!
You think that love has to be out there somewhere
But at the end you're just alone
 
And we learn until we're senseless
And we speak until we're silent
And we eat until we vomit
 
What a cruel existence!
What a peculiar world!
It sets everyone on the path to happiness
And everyone is deceived in the end
 
What a meaningless question
If you never get an answer!
You think that love has to be out there somewhere
In the beginning you want to howl with despair
Then you deceive yourself with lies
And finally you're just left alone
 
So damnably alone!
So damnably alone!
 

They Have to Love Me

Seven, no more showed up
Seven, and not one friendly face
But I'll triumph over them
I'll fight them through my music
I won't complain, won't despair
Even in Paris they'll learn yet:
People have to love me!
 
(spoken) How are you, Mama?
 
[ ANNA MARIA (spoken) ]
I'm fine, little Wolfgang
 
[ WOLFGANG ]
Only four, what a mockery
Only four, and one snuck away
But my day will come soon:
Everyone loves my music!
I'm not resentful, I won't sulk
I'm not bad, I can do more!
It's just here that I'm having trouble
 
No one applauds
I'm being ignored
I've noticing it far too late
They hate my music
 
[ spoken ]
Let's go, Mama
Mama?
Mama?!
Mama!
O Gott, nein!
 

There's Always Dancing Somewhere (Reprise)

[ WOLFGANG ]
Constanze?
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
Did you forget that we wanted to go to Baden today?
 
[ WOLFGANG ]
Oh...yes...we wanted to take a family vacation
But...unfortunately that won't work. I can't leave today
I need to compose an opera
 
[ CONSTANZE ]
So again you're not going to do what you promised
How ridiculous I was to look forward to it!
I've wasted the best days of my life waiting for you
Whenever I believe what you say
I regret it!
 
But there's always dancing somewhere
And if you won't come with me
Don't think I'll cry about it!
If you don't have time, then I'll go alone
[ WOLFGANG ]
I'll come sometime
[ CONSTANZE ]
'Sometime' is already too late!
 
[ SCHIKANEDER ]
Let her leave!
We artists can't get hung up on women
Let's go work, my friend!
 
Something for the head and something for the heart
A touch of glamor and miracle
 

Something for the Head and Something for the Heart

My art loves applause
It wants to please everyone
My ambition is a full house
My concern is for the audience
 
They say the entertainment factor isn't
The most important thing for a great artist
But believe me: it's the most important
Only when you understand how it works
 
Something for the head and something for the heart
A touch of excitement and spectacle
A fiery brawl, a hearty joke
A villain and a hero
Something for the eye and something for the ear
Some slapstick humor and a marvel
Scenery, costumes, lights and decor
And an actor who's likable. Like me!
 
Love, lies, sorrow and guile
And miracles that really happen
The way life really is?
No one wants to see that
The theater sinks into darkness
The spotlights shine
And then the theater begins!
 
Something for the head and something for the heart
A touch of triumph and debacle
A Midsummer Night's Dream and the Ides of March
In short: What entertains everyone -
An eerie ghost and a mournful prince
Promises and a dark oracle
A combination of pepper and peppermint
Just as you all like it...for money!
 
I'll tell you all what you've always known
Because surely you've had the same suspicion as I
That all the world's a stage
Upon which the successful people know how it's done
So pay attention:
 
They want something for the head and something for the heart
A touch of excitement and spectacle
Something for the eye and something for the ear
Scenery, costumes, lights and decor
A fiery brawl, a hearty joke
Something for the head and something for the heart
 
In short: everything that entertains for good money
And an actor who all the world loves
Like me!
 

Vienna will envy me for him

Colloredo]
I hope he kept his promise
To guard the musicus well
And did not try to bribe him with praise
Or make advances to him
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
The Elector always gives Mozart the same answer:
No vacancy free!
 
[Colloredo (speaking)]
When will Mozart be in Vienna?
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
I've advised him to get on the road immediately
 
[Colloredo (speaking)]
The Viennese will be wondering,
What musicians we have in Salzburg!
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
I just hope he doesn't cause any trouble again.
 
[Colloredo]
Vienna will envy me for him
And I'll be back to work every now and then.
Feast my eyes on Viennese amazement
When I show what he can do
 
[Count Arco (speaking)]
Arrêtez!
Mozart is a poor servant, Your Highness
If he succeeds in Vienna, it would go to his head
He must not be given the opportunity,
To apply for a new position
I'm gonna tell everyone
That you consider it a personal affront
If someone tries to poach him
Nobody's gonna spoil it with you over some musician
I have taken precaution by quartering Mozart in your Vienna residence
So I always keep an eye on him
I can't lock him up, of course.
He'll go to the wine houses and to the Prater...
 
[Colloredo [speaking]]
I forbid it!
No wine houses!
And certainly not to the Prater!
In no case to the Prater!
 
He is entrusted to me
By God the Lord
I'll make sure he'll comply
And knuckles under the gaze of me
 
It must never be
That the reason...
That shall brighten this world
Will be vanquished by the magic of music