Le Villi: No, possibil non è... Anima Santa della figlia mia – Puccini

A father of an abandoned bride, a poor girl who has died of a broken heart, calls down judgement from on high - and from the faery realms! - upon his daughter's cruel and callow-hearted fiance. Translation: No, it's not possible To leave unavenged Such a gross crime! She lived blessed and calm by my side, My sweet little girl - And then you came, And with your words of love Lit this madness in her. Who then, o wicked one, Who asked you for your love? What horrid offenses have we done to you For you to kill such an angel, And to the end of my days Bring so much pain? No, it's not possible To leave unavenged Such a gross crime! Blessed soul of my daughter, If the legend of the Vila is true, Oh, do not be so gentle with him, But await him at the fall of night. If I could know that you were avenged, Happily I would greet my final day! Ah, forgive, O Lord, This unholy thought That through my bleeding heart races! Forgive me, O Lord! Recorded with Joseph Beesley and Digory Price, St Stephens, Dulwich