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Experience the captivating tale of love and its follies in this enchanting opera. Follow the beautiful Doretta as she navigates the twists and turns of romantic desire. Will she succumb to temptation or stay true to herself? Find out in this mesmerizing performance filled with dramatic moments and heartfelt melodies. Don't miss this unforgettable showcase of love's power and complexity.
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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
- No! - Don't say that. - Ladies, I deny you the right to laugh! - And we deny you the right of talking seriously.
A fashion is raging in the great elegant world: Sentimental Love.
Pay him no heed. Sentimental love?! Nonsense! One lives in haste.
- Her behavior is revolting. - Poet, forgive me. In my house, the abnormal is the norm. You, go!
- Now then, you were saying? - The fashion is glances, furtive embraces, kisses, sighs, nothing more.
- I'm dying! Console me, poet! - I languish all over! - Assist me, fortune! - Give me moonlight… - And a Musset verse!
- Don't joke. - The fashion interests you? - Maybe a little. Go on.
The sickness, let's call it an epidemic, or better yet a folly,causes total destruction in the feminine world.
It's a subtle germ that whirls in the air.It takes you by surprise and the heart has no defense.
It's a subtle germ that whirls in the air?It takes us by surprise? No one can save himself, the snare is so dark!
My new heroine is a dear little woman who was seized by the sickness,and whom I have immortalized in my latest song.
- We want to hear it! Don't make us beg. - You could suffer from it.
The poet Prunier, glory of the nation, deigns our ears with a new song.
- That's a somewhat faded theme. - Love is always new! Come, poet!
Who could guess the beautiful dream of Doretta?No one has ever discovered her mystery.
One fine day the king wishes to approach the girl.“If you believe in me and yield, I will make you rich!”
“Ah, child! Sweet enchantment!Your vain fears, your warm tears, will now vanish!”
“No, my sire, I don't weep! But I will remain as I am, for money can't buy happiness!”
- Why not go on? - I lack an ending. If you come up with one, I cede you my glory!
Who could guess the beautiful dream of Doretta?Why did its mystery end?
Alas! One day a student kissed her on the mouth,and that kiss was a revelation: It was passion!
Mad love, mad intoxication! Who will ever be able to describe the subtle caress of such an ardent kiss?
Of what importance are riches if at last, happiness has blossomed?Oh golden dream, to be able to love like that!
- Now, don't make fun of me. - Again, exquisite! - What art! - What delicacy! - What warmth!
- What, you too? The “practical” man? - The current sweeps one along!
It's not me! There is a romantic devil in the depths of every soul,which is stronger than me, you, everyone!
- I arm myself with holy water and defeat him. Here! - For me?
Of course! My intention was to offer it to you before dinner.I forgot about it, but the occasion has been invented on purpose.
- I have but one answer: I don't change my opinion. - I'm not asking you to.
