Ella giammai m'amò ( Don Carlos)

FILIPPO
like in a dream:
She never loved me!... That heart is closed to me,
Love has no place for me!...
I see her again, sadly contemplating
My white hair the day she came from France.
No, she has no love for me!...
As if coming back to himself
Where am I?... Those doubts!...
Close to the end!... The dawn whitens my balcony!
The day is already breaking. I see my days pass slowly!
Sleep, oh God! disappeared from my languid eyes!
I will sleep alone in my royal cloak
When my day has come to an end,
I will sleep alone under the black vault
There, in the tomb of the Escurïal.
Ah! if the royal crown gave me the power
To read in hearts, which only God can see!...
If the prince sleeps, the traitor watches.
The crown loses the King, the consul loses honor.
I will sleep alone in my royal cloak,
When my day has come to an end,
I will sleep alone under the black vault
There, in the tomb of the Escurïal.