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Witness the epic tale of Turandot, a princess who challenges suitors with deadly consequences, in this mesmerizing opera filled with love and destiny. Unwrap candies, turn off cell phones, and immerse yourself in this enchanting performance.
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Please unwrap candies and turn off cell phones at this time.Photography or recording of any kind is strictly prohibited.Supertitles provided by Chadwick Creative Arts
Turandot the pure shall marry a man of royal blood,who can answer three riddles.
But he who fails to succeed pays for his failure…with his proud head!
Fortune did not favor the Prince of Persia,so upon the moonrise, by the executioner’s hand, he shall die!
He shall die! We want the executioner! Quickly! To the block! Come, or we’ll wake you! To the palace!
- My father! Oh father, I have found you! Look at me! - Get back! - Cruel ones!
- It’s not a dream! Father, listen! Father, it’s me!- (My lord!)
Blessed be our prior sorrows, for this present joy,which a God of mercy bestows upon us.
- My son! You… live? - Quiet! Those who usurped your throne still seek us!
- No place in this world is safe for us, father. - I have been searching for you, son. I thought you were dead.
- I wept for you father! Now I kiss your blessed hands. - My long lost son!
The battle lost, an old king without a kingdom and in flight…
I heard a voice say: "Come with me, I will be your guide” … it was Liù.
- May she be blessed. - I fell, and she dried my tears and begged alms for me.
- And why do you choose to endure such suffering? - Because once in the palace, you smiled at me.
Oil it, grind it, let the blade flash, spurt fire and blood. Work is never lacking, where Turandot reigns!
With hooks and knives we are ready to embroider your flesh! Come, sweet lovers!
He who strikes the gong will see her appear…White as jade, cold as the blade, is the beautiful Turandot!
When the gong crashes, the executioner rejoices … ... Love is in vain without good fortune.
- Oil it! Grind it! - There are three riddles, and one death!
When the gong crashes, the executioner rejoices…Let the blade flash, spurt fire and blood…
Why does the moon delay? Pallid face!Reveal yourself in the sky! Quickly come! Rise!
O severed head! O forlorn one! Come… rise!Reveal yourself, bloodless one.
Oh silent one… Gaunt lover of the dead!Forlorn one, reveal yourself!
O severed head! Over there, a glimmer!Quickly come, rise! O severed head, come!
Come, gaunt lover of the dead!A glimmer spreads across the sky!
Over on the Eastern Mountains the stork sang. But April bloomed not again, the snow did not thaw.
From the desert to the sea you hear a thousand voices whisper: “Princess, come to me! All will blossom, all will shine!”