Amour Ranime Mon Courage

God! What shiver runs through my veins?
If this potion had no power!
Vain fears!
I will not belong to the Count against my will!
No! This dagger will be the guardian of my faith!
Come! Come!

Love revives my courage,
And from my heart drives away fear!
To hesitate is to insult you,
To tremble is a lack of faith!
Pour! Pour!
Pour yourself this potion!
Oh Romeo! I drink to you!

But if tomorrow yet in this funereal vault
I awaken before his return?
Mighty God!
This horrible thought has chilled all my blood!
What will become of me in these shadows
In this abode of death and moans,
That past centuries have filled with bones?
Where Tybalt, still bleeding from his wound,
Near me, in the dark night
Will sleep! God!!! my hand will meet his hand!
What is this shadow escaped from death?
It's Tybalt! he calls me!
He wants to block my path
To keep away my husband!
And his fatal sword
No! ghosts! disappear!
Vanish, ominous dream!
May the dawn of happiness rise
Over the shadow of past torment! Come!