Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
'Iolanta' Op.69
Libretto by Modest Tchaikovsky
Polish Radio Symphony Orchestra
Łukasz Borowicz, conductor
LYRICS
Who can compare with my Mathilde,
Whose dark eyes sparkle
Like the stars in the heavens on autumn nights?
Everything in her is wonderfully full of passionate rapture,
Everything in her is intoxicating,
Everything in her is intoxicating and glows
Like wine.
A single glance from her
Strikes like a lightning-flash,
And the flame of love
Is kindled in my veins;
Scarcely does she smile
Or strike up a song
Than a row of pearls
Lights up her face;
Her eyes express a passion
That is sparkling, impetuous, ardent;
They entice me to happines, the delight of kisses,
Wild desires,
The sweet touch
Of her snow-white hand,
To forget my troubles
And enjoy infinite bliss, without end, without limits!
Who can compare with my Mathilde,
Whose dark eyes sparkle
Like the stars in the heavens on autumn nights?
Everything in her is wonderfully full of passionate rapture,
Everything in her is intoxicating,
Everything in her is intoxicating and glows
Like wine.
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