Music ~ I Belong To Me


Sung by Suzan as Sisi at the Vienna concerts in July of 2006.


 

I will not be well bred,
Obedient and well behaved,
I will not be steady,
And ready to be enslaved,
I don't want to be your property,
Cuz I belong to me,

When I walk the tightrope,
Don't stop me, Just let me try,
I want to take chances,
Find out what it takes to fly,
I don't care at all if you agree,
I belong to me,

If you try to range me on your own array,
You force me to leave you alone,
If you try to change me,
I'll just break away,
To be what I am on my own,

I'm freezing, I'm burning,
You can't put me on the shelf,
I'm growing, I'm learning,
To be even more myself,
I know it's not easy to be free,
But I belong to me,

I hate to be burdened,
With duties and ancient lies,
Can't stand to be touched,
By the looks of a thousand eyes,
I flee from the crowd in agony,
I just belong to me,

If you want to find me don't hold me so tight,
Don't break me and don't take me on,
If you try to hold me,
I'm ready to fight,
I'll shake off my chains and be gone!

I'm here when you need me,
I live and I die with you,
I'll share all your troubles,
I'll laugh and I'll cry with you,
You can blame me and bless me,
But you cannot possess me,
Cuz I belong to me,
To me!

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Prolog

Voice of Judge:
But why Lucheni? Why did you kill the Empress Elisabeth?

Lucheni:
Alla malora!

Voice of Judge:
Answer, Luigi Lucheni!

Lucheni:
Why, why? Every night the same question – for a hundred years! Why all this questioning? Merda! I'm dead!

Voice of Judge:
The terrible assassination of the Empress of Austria!

Lucheni:
Va a farti fottere!

Voice of Judge:
Explain at last what was the motive!

Lucheni:
The motive? I killed her because...she wanted it!

Voice of Judge:
Don't talk such nonsense.

Lucheni:
She really did! There are honorable witnesses to testify for it!

Voice of Judge:
What witnesses would that be?

Lucheni:
Her contemporaries, my dear sir! They can't find peace and still talk about....Elisabeth!

Chorus:

    The old world has Gone down and dust goes to dust,
    but we still dance the dance of death
    lust, grief (or suffering) duty, which suffocates us
    Dream, h..... ? That's all that's left.
Sisi's Parents:
    We meant well with Sisi
    The child was so sensitive
    She did expect too much from life
    Our little daughter
Her Husband (Franz Joseph):
    Her life was difficult
    we were too much alike
    she felt misunderstood.
Voice:
    For the last time Lucheni! Who was pulling the strings behind you?
Lucheni:
    Death, Only Death!
Voice:
    The motive Lucheni!!!!
Lucheni:
    Love. UNA GRANDE AMOREEE!!!
Chorus and Lucheni:
    Elisabeth


 

Wie Du (Like You)

Young Elisabeth: (Sisi)

    Mother is expecting guests tonight,
    I hate it so much
    All the uncles and aunts will come
    And I sure wish I could escape all the gossip and the affectations,
    but the governess won't have it.
    Father, why can't I go with you?
Her father:
    Because it's not possible.
Sisi:
    But everything you like, I like even more
Father:
    Nevertheless, it's not possible
Sisi:
    Dreaming and writing poems or ride with the wind.
    I would love to be like you.
Father:
    Life is too short to get bored, even for an hour,
    and family gatherings, I hate as much as the plague.
Sisi:
    Me too!
    Why can't I climb the cherry tree today?
Father:
    Just be happy that you're not in your poor sister's shoes...
Sisi:
    Or try to balance on a rope!
Father:
    They're training her to be a princess!
Sisi:
    Or play with my brothers on the meadows behind the house.
Father:
    I will not take sides!
Sisi:
    But the Governess won't allow it.
Father:
    I just can't help you.
Sisi:
    Father, but why can't I go with you....
Father:
    Maybe I'll be back by tomorrow afternoon!
Sisi:
    As far as Egypt, Spain, or Kathmandu
Father:
    Time to go now!
Sisi:
    I would like to be free as a gypsy,
    just travel with a zither, do what I like.
Father:
    Adieu Sisi.
Sisi:
    And always want (to do?) what I am doing.
Father:
    Be good.
Sisi:
    I would love to be like you.


 

Jedem Gibt er das Seine (He gives to everyone what he deserves)

Narrator:

    It is the year 1853.
    In Vienna rules the young emperor Franz Josef,
    his power is secured by a standing army of soldiers,
    a sitting army of administrators
    and a kneeling army of priests
    and a crawling army of informers---
    And he relies heavily on the advice of his mother
    People say she is the only man at Court.
Sophie (His mother):
    Be severe, be strong, be cold, be hard
Court people:
    He gives everybody what he deserves
    He does everything for the greater good
    God Save and Protect our young emperor.
Guard:
    THE ARCHBISHOP...
Archbishop:
    Majesty, the Holy Church encounters resistance.
Sophie:
    OUTRAGEOUS!
Archbishop:
    Majesty, the church wishes to
    have the supervision of schools in the country.
Emperor:
    Granted!
Court:
    He gives everybody what he deserves....
Guard:
    A Mother
Woman:
    Majesty, my son loves freedom
    and now he is in jail.
Sophie:
    GOOD!
Woman:
    Mercy, Mercy, whatever he has done
    he does not deserve to die.
Sophie:
    Be Severe...
Franz Josef:
    If I could do what I would like to...
Sophie:
    Be Strong...
Franz Josef:
    If I would not have to rule the way an emperor should
Sophie:
    Be hard....Be hard...
Franz Josef:
    Declined.
Sophie:
    What other business do we have?
Count Gruenne:
    Assessment of the current political situation:

    Majesty the war at Crimea threatens to spread over to other countries.
    It is unavoidable that we becomes Russia's ally this time.
    We have to thank Russia for saving us from the revolution (?)
    and besides we get a piece of Turkey for our services.

Franz Josef:
    What do you think of the political development, Count Gruenne?
Count:
    If we defend Russia, England will be against us
    but if we become England's ally, the Russians will be upset,
    in any case an alliance would be fatal.
Franz Josef:
    We have to decide!
Sophie:
    The emperor of Austria does not have to do anything!
Repeat choruses:
    He gives everybody what he deserves...
Sophie:
    Be sly, be smart...


 

So Wie Man Denkt, so Kommt es nie (Things never happen the way you plan them)

Narrator:

    A summer in Bad Ischel is always worth a visit
    and the heart so hopeful,
    Sophie has explained to her sister
    the whole arrangement in detail,
    but it does not work the way she planned it!
Sophie:
    So why did you arrive so late?
Her sister (Sisi's mother):
    The weather on our journey was really bad,
    we have to rest now for a while.
Sophie:
    No way! The emperor is expecting you at 4 p.m.!
Sister:
    What, that early? How does Helen look?
Sisi's father:
    Max could not come, but I brought Sisi instead.
Sophie: (To Sisi)
    That dress is completely inappropriate
    and your hair looks awful.
Sisi:
    I'll go change!
Sophie:
    You won't make the emperor wait for you!
Narrator:
    What use is a plan, even if it is a very smart one?
    It's in the end just theory
    only one thing is certain for sure
    The way you plan and think is never
    the way it will be in the end

    The mothers have a lot to talk about,
    the emperor is silent.
    The marriage candidate feels uncomfortable.
    The whole thing gets out of hand
    because the emperor demonstrates that he has his own opinion about his marriage!

Sophie:
    Well Franz, speak Freely. How do you like her?
Franz Josef:
    Who?
Sophie:
    Why, your charming cousin, of course.
Franz Josef:
    She looks like a fresh almond...
Sophie:
    Like what?
Franz Josef:
    A fresh almond about to burst.
Sophie:
    That is almost poetry!
Franz Josef:
    Her eyes so lovely and warm
    and her lips are as red as strawberries
Sophie:
    And her manners are good too.
Franz Josef:
    At the Ball tonight I will only dance with her! (indicating Sisi)
Mothers:
    He likes..her???! Her!!!??
    Well then, let's invite her.
    Get up, go get her!!!
Narrator:
    What use is a plan, even a smart one...
Sophie:
    3 years of training, experience,
    education and careful planning, all for nothing!!
Chorus:
    What use is a plan....


 

Alle Fragen sind gestellt (All questions are asked)

Narrator:

    6:30pm in the Vienna Augustine's Church,
    Strange time for a wedding ceremony
    but appropriate on this 24th of April 1854,
    very appropriate.
Chorus:
    All questions are asked, all phrases learned
    We are the last of a world with no hope left
    because all Sins are ( either asked, or lasted or past)
    all virtues are memorized and all curses are said
    and all blessings are voiced
    ugliness can't shock us,
    the good deed no longer an example
    the evil deed leaves us indifferent
    because all miracles are done
    and all borders destroyed
    we have seen every image and
    all questions are asked and all chances are gone
    we are the last of a world, which always thinks
    about suicide and everything,
    everything that happens helps us kill time
    We finally see the stars' descent
    ELISABETH.....
Priest:
    Is that your wish, then answer with "Yes"
Elisabeth:
    Yes.
Bells.


 

Sie passt nicht (She does not fit in)

Voice:

    Love makes one stupid
    Sisi gives up for him everything that makes life exciting!
    Love will kill her!
    She should escape while she still has a taste (German Expression)
    before she gets used to it to not having the taste (for life?)
Sophie:
    Love makes one blind
    Franz does not know what he's doing.
    He does not listen to me.
Max:
    Why did it have to be him!?
Sophie:
    When I look at that child, I just get furious.
    She has destroyed all of my plans.
Both:
    I see her/him and think he/she isn't the one!
An old aristocrat:
    "What a beautiful wedding".
A young aristocrat:
    The priest (incense giver) has spoken too long.
His wife:
    As always!
Wedding Guests (1st Group simultaneously)
    Really sweet! Touchingly naïve!
    And soft as wax! Didn’t speak much.
A Countess:
    How do you like the new empress?
Two Aristocrats:
    She does look nice...
Three Aristocrats:
    She is really charming!
Wedding Guests (1st Group simultaneously)
    New to the court, simple to lead.
    We’ll have an easy game with her!
An old man:
    Her family tree has two blemishes.
A young Prince:
    That we will overlook!
Male Aristocrats:
    A child still!
Female Aristocrats:
    That is a bad omen!
Countesses (simultaneously)
    She is friendly!
Aristocrats:
    In the Treasury (Jewelry Room) ...
More Aristocrats:
    She is shy...
Aristocrats:
    ... the crown fell on the floor.
Sophie:
    She is naïve.
Female Aristocrats:
    ... and at her alighting from the coach
Male Aristocrats:
    ... somewhat clumsy ...
Female Aristocrats:
    ... the young empress almost lost...
Aristocrats:
    She does herself
Female Aristocrats:
    ... her new diadem!
Male Aristocrats:
    ...still difficult ....
Wedding Guests (1st Group)
    It is almost like a fairy tale. A child becomes Empress.
Wedding Guests (2nd Group)
    Red-rimmed eyes! Awkward and honest. So charmingly helpless like a sheep.
    She carries no weight here ... she is a small light.
Chorus:
    She fits/does not fit in here.


 

Der Letzte Tanz (The last dance)

Death:

    It's an old story but new for me
    two guys who love the same girl - you.
    You've already chosen. I am the loser.
    I'm only a guest at your wedding.
    You turned away from me, but you only pretend.
    You would be loyal to him but you have been wanting me.
    He holds you in his arms, but you smile at me.
    And where that will lead to, you know as well as I do.

    The Last dance belongs only to me
    The last dance, I dance only with you.

    Time becomes old and tiresome
    The wine becomes stale
    The air is sultry and stifling
    In the Hall of Mirrors.
    Invisible eyes looks at us
    while everybody waits for the rendezvous.

    The last dance, the last dance belongs to me.
    The last dance I only dance with you.

    And I am waiting in the dark, and always look at you
    and seem to be the big loser,
    but I know that I will win.
    The last dance...


 

Eine Kaiserin muss Glanzen (An Empress has to shine)

Sophie:

    Where is the Empress?
Servant:
    Still sleeping, Your Highness.
Sisi:
    What's going on?
Sophie:
    My dear child, you can't sleep in that long.
Sisi:
    Why?
Sophie:
    I won't have any laziness from you
Sisi:
    But I was tired
Sophie:
    The day starts punctually at 5 a.m. in the morning
    with the stroke of the bell!
Sisi:
    I want to go horseback riding today.
Sophie
    No. that's too vulgar and risky.
    You can't behave that way as an Empress.
    That's disgusting.
Sisi:
    Why not?
Sophie:
    You can't do what is not permitted by protocol.
    An empress has to shine
    and only see to her duty
    which is to keep the dynasty alive
    and she has to sacrifice everything.
    Now show me your teeth.
Sisi:
    My teeth?
Sophie:
    Well, is it so hard to do this? Open your mouth!
    They are too yellow, we'll have to do something about them.
Sisi:
    Am I a horse!!!?
Sophie:
    Of course not..only a pony.
Sisi:
    Everybody tries to train all the time...
    Everything I want is forbidden to me
Sophie:
    I want you to be an Empress.
    You're too wild and not raised properly.
Sisi:
    I think you're just jealous of me!
Sophie:
    Jealous of you...that's ridiculous
Sisi:
    I want....
Sophie:
    You'll learn first to be modest.
Sisi:
    I would like to....-----(NO!!!!)
    Help me Franz Josef- look here your mother is torturing me!
Sophie:
    I'll teach you manners! Leave her to me my son.
Sisi:
    Franz Jozef, don't leave me alone!
Franz Josef:
    I would like to be on your side
    But it would be better for both of us
    if you would take the advice of my mother.
Sophie:
    Be dominant, be strong...
Sisi:
    So you abandon me?


 

Ich Gehor nur mir (I belong to me)

 

(These is an amalgamation of all my favourite translations :-)
Elisabeth:
I will not give up my own self
Just to be with you
I will not be glad just to do
What I'm told to do
I'm not meant to be your property
No, I belong I me

If I want to reach for the stars
You can't hold me back
I want to take chances
Far off from the beaten track
Don't force me to be what I can't be
I belong to me

If you try to tame me
I will not obey
I'd rather leave you alone
If you try to change me
I must break away
To be what I am on my own

I'm freezing, I'm burning
I live without compromise
I'm growing, I'm learning
I'm ready to pay the price
I know it's not easy to be free
But I belong to me

I hate to be burdened
With duties that I despise
You know I can't stand
To be watched by a thousand eyes
I flee from the crowd in agony
I just belong to me

If you want to keep me
Don't hold me so tight
I can't give my life for your love
If you want to break me
I'll not even fight
I'll just fly away like a dove

I'm here when you need me
I live and I die with you
I'll share all your troubles
I'll laugh and I'll cry with you
You can blame me and bless me
But you cannot possess me
'Cause I belong to me
To me!

    (Literal translation)

I don't want to become obedient,
tamed and well mannered
I don't want to be modest,
popular and deceived
I am not your possession
I want to look down from a rope (?)
at the world
I want to go on the ice and see for myself
how long it will hold me
What is it to you what I risk?
I only belong to me!

If you want to lecture me
then you will force me
to escape the tiresome duty
If you want to convert me
I will break free and fly.
Like a bird into the light.
And if I want the stars,
then I will find myself a way to them
I will grow and learn
and will still be the person I am.
I want it all before I am lost.
Because I only belong to me.

I don't want to be pressured
with questions and wishes and
From head to feet be looked at by curious eyes
I get defensive
when I feel strange eyes on me because
I only belong to me
And if you want to be with me,
then don't tie me down
I won't give up my freedom
and if you want to tie me down
I will leave your nest and
dive like a bird into the ocean.
I am waiting for my friends and look for comfort.
I share the joy and I share the sadness
But don't demand my life that I can't give to you
because I only belong to me!


 

Die Frohliche Apokalypse (The cheerful apocalypse)

 

    The world will end-- everyone knows that in the Cafe of Vienna
    What's the latest news in the journals? How is the soup
    Who wants to play skat with me!?
    Dear God everything is so boring!!!
    Our young Empress cries all day long.
    She does not eat anymore since she's lost her child...
    Would you like another mélange
    She's probably pregnant again, she doesn't show herself anymore
    we have waited too long already for an heir to the throne
    She was visiting circus Rene the other day
    The mother of the emperor was not too pleased

    We sit around in the cafe and wait for the apocalypse
    Chatterers (German) who don't know anything,
    they just sit there and kill time
    Again a year is gone-- LIKE I should care!!!

    Who would like to play skat with me?
    Our young Emperor does not seem to be very clever
    or at least not in political affairs-- another drink?
    The last war in Crimea put us in a neutral position
    And now Austria is politically completely isolated
    France, England and Russia stay on one line what is worse
    we have a war with Pieramont (?)

    So what if we sit in the cafe and kill time
    and wait cheerfully for the apocalypse,
    this time she's got a son,
    we didn't believe it anymore
    and him they took away from her.
    I found out she likes the Hungarians
    Is she a liberal or is she radical?
    She is a strange woman
    Whatever, we cheerfully wait for the apocalypse.

    When young Rudolf was born, his mother had a terrible vision
    She saw red flags, and crowds of people at the Batthaus place
    Threatening her with their fists.
    She saw barricades and her own son as the leader of the revolution wonderful eccentric and decadent
    Austria now needs a parliament

    (repeated a few times)
    Whatever, we sit in the cafe and kill time and
    cheerfully wait for the apocalypse.
     

 
Milch (Milk)

 

    When do we finally get milk?
    Why don't you open the store?
    There is no milk today
    Again waiting for nothing-the pitcher is empty
    like so often, we were freezing and hoping
    half the night for nothing.

    Someone lies to us
    Someone now deceives us
    Someone's making a fool of us.
    We have to starve while others live in the palace
    -ENOUGH!!!-
    Would you like to know who is taking the milk from you?
    -WE WOULD!!!
    All the milk goes only to her!
    -TO WHOM?
    Your Empress...she needs for HER BATH!
    -HER BATH!?
    YEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!

    For what? What a scandal
    We would have never thought that of her
    (Yes you would have never thought that of her)
    Kids keep dying because there's no milk for them
    no milk for the kids
    Our Empress stole from us
    What use are our laments we have to endure
    the ones who bring misfortunes upon us
    We can't spare them (repeated twice)
    Let them feel the wrath of the people (twice)

    Would you like to know what makes the Empress unhappy?
    -We Would!
    She mourns about her HAIR!
    -HER HAIR!?
    YEEEEEEEEEEEES!

    Freedom for the people,
    A new time begins


 

Schonheitspflege (Beauty Care)

 

    The empress is already in the bathtub
    Lower your eyes when you approach her.
    And pour very gently hot milk into the bathtub
    are her perfumes scented with perfume?
    And did you prepare the shampoo?
    that's the way she wants it
    Our Empress should always be in a good mood and refreshed.
    That will keep her away from mingling in state affairs.

    This type of water is wonderful,
    it makes the eyes clear and shiny.
    She also likes a daily manicure.

    The emperor, the emperor, what, at this time???

Franz Josef:
    Where is the Empress, I have to talk to her.
Servant:
    She hasn't finished her beauty care, Majesty,
    but you can talk to her,
    she's behind the parasol,
    she can hear you.
Franz Josef:
    I just want to tell you that I accept your conditions.
    I can't take not being loved by you anymore.
    Whatever you want, I'll give it to you before I lose you.
    I ruled and think they want me to suppress my feelings,
    I am not permitted to feel
    but when I think about you,
    I can't be calculating anymore,
    I am not loyal to myself anymore for you.
Sisi:
    If I must understand you,
    you have to understand me too.
    I Want to go with you
    but don't put me in a cage any longer
    you don't have to give me anything--
    but leave me my life,
    because I only belong to me.
    I only belong to me.


 

Ich Will dir nu sagen (I just want to tell you)

Franz Josef:

    Elisabeth, please open the door to me
    Your husbands longs for you.
    Let me be with you
    Behind me is a problem-filled day
    France is now threatening me openly
    Scandals are never-ending
    National bankruptcy, war and revolution,
    A wave of suicide and a new wave of typhus
    But help me sleep in a ship in a safe port
    guarded by your tenderness and
    without wish for one night
    Please open up to me, and don't let me wait
    Be the woman who understands me...Elisabeth
Sisi:
    Why don't you go to your mother?
    usually you like that much better.
Franz Josef:
    Angel, please spare me that.
    What did I do?
Sisi:
    You allow them to torture Rudolf!
    I know everything.
Franz Josef:
    They torture Rudolf?
Sisi:
    Your mother gave him to her torturers
    she has to "educate" him.
    He can't defend himself.
    But I won't take it any longer.
    It's either her now or me.
    I give you an ultimatum,
    if you don't want to lose me, fulfill it.
    I want to be in charge of the education of my children
    and I want to decide by myself what I do and where I go
    Now read this document, and decide between your
    mother and me, and now leave me alone.
Franz Josef:
    Elisabeth, don't despair
    relax in my arms
    I want to comfort you,
    escape and you will be free
    and all the fighting will be over
    I want to take you away from space and time
    into a better reality

    Elisabeth, Elisabeth, I love you

Sisi:
    NO I want to live,
    I am too young to give up
    I know I can free myself
    now I will use my beauty to my advantage--Go!
    I don't want you.
    I don't need you. Go!


 

Kitsch

Narrator:

    Please approach ladies and gentlemen
    While in the cathedral on this memorial day
    of July 8th 1867,
    the Emperor of Austria and his beautiful wife Elisabeth
    become King and Queen of Hungary--
    you have this once in a lifetime opportunity
    to buy a valuable souvenir,
    everything is cheap, please come closer.

I have two translations of the next few lines...I thought I'd include them both!

Wie wär´s mit diesem Bild?
Elisabeth als Mutter,
mit Rudolf ihrem Sohn!
Und hier ist das nicht nett?
Die Kaisers feiern Weihnacht,
im festlichem Salon.
Auf diesem Glas seh´n wir,
das hohe Paar in Liebe zugeneigt.
Einen Teller hab ich auch,
der Elisabeth beim beten,
in der Hochkapele zeigt.
Nehmt ein hübsches Souvinier mit,
aus der Kaiserlichen Welt.
Alles innig, lieb und sinning,
so wie es euch gefällt.
KITSCH
How would you like this card?
It shows our lovely Empress,
with Rudolf on her knee!
And this one is real art,
the whole imperial family,
around the Christmas tree.
And painted on this glass,
the lovely couple on their wedding day.
And on this dammed desk,
you can see Elisabeth,
while kneeing down to pray.
Take a nice souvenir,
out of the cheapest and the best.
All her life was sweet and rightful,
but now she´s nothing less than
KITSCH
How about this picture, Sisi as wife,
and as mother of Rudolph
and this one isn't that nice...
The majesties celebrate Christmas.
On this glass we see the high couple
turning to each other in love.
I also have a plaque showing
Elisabeth praying in the court chapel.
Take a nice souvenir
with you from the old world
everything beautiful and lovely
the way you like it.
Kitsch, Kitsch, Kitsch.
    Don't make a face,
    don't pretend as if you are
    interested in the truth
    you can have the truth for free,
    but nobody wants her because she's too depressing
    Elisabeth is popular -
    folks will still talk about her 100 years from now
    but the way she truly was
    you won't get from any book or movie
    andleast of all, from me!
    What made her an idol amongst the people?
    What left her with envy?
    What is left of her life?
    KITSCH....KITSCH...

    I want to tell you a secret,
    your Sisi was in reality
    a mean selfish person
    She was fighting for her son,
    but just to show
    Sophie that she is the stronger one.

    But then she got rid of him
    she was always only talking of fleeing herself.
    She was living away from the Monarchy
    and got a bank account in Switzerland
    but what do I talk about?
    People hear only what they want to hear.
    That's why the only thing left of beauty
    and (dirt?death?I dunno!) and dream and reality is...
    KITSCH


 

Mama, Wo bist Du (Mama, Where are you)

Rudolf:

    Mama, Mama. Mama where are you?
    Can you hear me?
    I am so cold, please hold me.
    Everybody says I should not disturb you
    Why am I not allowed to be with you?
    Mama, my room is so dark in the night
    now that I am awake,
    nobody is with me where I am crying.
    Why do you leave me alone?
Death:
    She does not hear you.
    Don't call for her
Rudolf:
    Who are you?
Death:
    I am your friend....
    whenever you need me, just come to me.
Rudolf:
    STAY!!!
Death:
    I will be close to you.
Rudolf:
    When I try hard, I can be a hero
    Yesterday, I killed a cat!
    I can be hard and evil as the world around me.
    But sometimes I would rather like to be wise
    Oh mum, I would like to be always with you
    But when you travel you never take me with you and
    when you're at home, you close the door behind you.
    Why do you leave me alone?


 

Nur Kein Genieren (Don't get embarrassed)

 

    Don't get embarrassed, why be so shy
    in this kind of establishment
    Don't be stingy and don't blush
    leave your worries until tomorrow
    in this Salon you never say "pardon"!
    Don't think about your position.
    Relax!

    So many nice ladies in beautiful surroundings
    You will find here the girl of your dreams
    Marie is dumb and funny
    Helene is good natured and plump
    Tatiana likes to curse in bed
    For gentlemen who like to cuddle there is Grit
    with the soft bosom
    and Madeleine I can recommend to every man
    who likes danger-- the kid is injected!

    Don't get embarrassed, why be so shy
    in this kind of establishment
    Don't be stingy and don't blush
    leave your worries until tomorrow
    in this Salon you never say "pardon"!
    Don't think about your position.
    Relax!

    Not everyone comes in person,
    it's not unusual that a confidant comes
    in his master's place
    instead of doing it himself, this gentleman selects
    and then takes the most beautiful to come for him
    This man comes from the very top
    and you have to admit he chooses with an expert's eye.
    The girl has suddenly hot flushes,
    for a reason unknown to me.

    Don't get embarrassed, why be so shy
    in this kind of establishment
    Don't be stingy and don't blush
    leave your worries until tomorrow
    in this Salon you never say "pardon"!
    Don't think about your position.
    Relax!


 

Rastlose Jahre (Restless Years)

 

    How can she be healed--
    maybe a change of air, a different country
    She would like to go to Madeira
    that is too far away for the Emperor...
    but that won't change her mind
    that's exactly why she likes to go there.
Franz Josef:
    My poor angel, I hope you don't suffer too much
    I will count the days till your return.


 

 

    They never have any peace anywhere,
    just hurry from place to place.
    They hardly arrive and start to pack their bags again.
    Today they climb the mountains,
    and tomorrow they see the ocean.
    Breathless with tired feet,
    we try to keep up with them.

    Where is she going to, I wonder?
    How is she doing?
    When will she come back to Vienna?

    Mirror, mirror in my hand,
    10 years of restless traveling have passed by.
    We dare ask the question
    " is she still young...or...?"
    OH A Grey hair!

Franz Josef:
    Since mom died, my angel
    I am longing even more for you.
    Rudolf is 28 this year, and he worries me.


 

 

    Where is she now? What are her plans?
    She's running away with panic and fear
    from the emptiness inside her.
    The question may be asked
    is she still beautiful..or?

    She is riding like the devil,
    always in front of everyone
    We see them hunting through forests
    and jumping over ditches-
    the horses with flying manes and foaming mouths.
    There she is coming right after the pack,
    not missing any hurdle,
    she jumps over it and goes on with the hunt.
    They are already out of sight,
    behind the bushes behind the forest.
    There they are again.
    The captain rides first,
    Elisabeth follows him.
    Now there is a wall, the horses slow down,
    but the captain risks the jump,
    his horse jumps and breaks down the next moment,
    and there is again his pursuer.
    She gives her horse the spurs...
    jumps over the wall...
    laughs and is already out of sight.


 

Die Schatten Werden Langer (The shadows grow longer)

I have two translations of some of this song as well...I'll put the partial translation first, with the German, and then the whole thing afterwards.

Tod:
    Zeit, das wir uns endlich sprechen,
    zeit, das schweigen zu durchbrechen.
    Du kennst mich, ja du kennst mich.
    Weisst du noch du warst ein Knabe,
    als ich dir versprochen habe,
    das ich dir immer nah bleib.
Rudolf:
    Oh, ich hab dich nie vergessen,
    meinen Freund nach dem ich rufe.
    Wenn mich meine Ängste fressen.
Tod:
    Ich kam weil du mich brauchst
Rudolf:
    Zeit den rest der Welt zu sehen,
    könnt ich nur das Steuer drehen.
    Doch ich muss daneben stehen,
    man bindet mir die Hände.
Tod:
    Nichts ist schlimmer als zu wissen,
    wie das unheil sich entwickelt.
    Und in Ohnmacht zu sehen müssen.
Rudolf:
    Das macht mich völlig krank.
Tod:
    Was hlät dich zurück?
    Dies ist der Augenblick.
    Greif nach der,
    tu es aus Notwehr.
Rudolf:
    Notwehr?
Death:
    Now it is the right location,
    for a private conversation.
    You know me, yes you know me.
    Since your childhood we've been friends
    and our friendship hasn't ended,
    I promised not to leave you.
Rudolf:
    I call you in desperation,
    every time this nightmare hunts me.
Death:
    You need me, here I am.
Rudolf:
    Have the gods run out of kindness?
    Our ship has lost direction.
    Is the shipman struck with blindness?
    He does not even hear me.
Death:
    On the black sky´s golden letters,
    you can see them spell disaster.
    Rudolf:
      It´s driving me insane.
    Death:
      It´s all up to you,
      so do what you have to do.
      There you can take it,
      to be a rebel.
    Rudolf:
      Rebel?
Death:
    It is time that we talk to each other
    It's time to break the silence
    you know me, yes, you know me
    Do you still remember?
    you were a young boy when I promised you
    that I will always be near you
Rudolf:
    Oh, I have not forgotten you, my friend
    I call for you when my fears overcome me.
Death:
    I'll come when you need me.
Both:
    The shadows grow longer
    but everybody has a blind eye for it,
    as long as the Pied Piper plays,
    everybody is dancing around the Golden calf,
    the shadows grow longer.
    It's always 5 minutes before midnight.
    Time is almost over.

    Time to see the rift of the old world,
    I wish to turn the steering wheel,
    But I have to stand by, my hands are tied.
    Nothing is worse as seeing how the evil develops
    and watching it in utter powerlessness,
    it makes me sick.

    The shadows grow longer
    and the songs become heavy and cold
    the vicious circle becomes tighter
    But one only believes what one likes to believe
    the shadows grow longer--
    it is 5 to midnight
    What keeps your back?
    This is the moment!
    Seize the power, it's just self defense. Nothing else.

    The shadows grow longer--
    what will be will be
    We have to withstand evil
    The shadows grow longer--
    Emperor Rudolph will be with the new time.


 

Wenn Ich Dein Spiegel War (If I would be your mirror)

Rudolf:

    How often did I wait for you to talk to me?
    How did I hope for you to break the silence?
    But you are scared because we are so much alike
    So tired of a world which is slowly beginning to die.

    If I would be your mirror you could see yourself in me
    then it would not be so hard for you to understand
    what I don't say.
    You will turn around because you see yourself in me

    You want to be close to me but not too close
    When I look at you, your eyes look the other way
    We are 2 strangers and at the same time
    We're so close
    I give you signals,
    want to reach you but there is this
    wall that stands between us.

    If I would be your mirror, you could see yourself in me
    Then it wouldn't be so hard for you to understand
    What I don't say

Sisi:
    What's this disturbance?
    What's going on? What do you want?
Rudolf:
    Mom, I need you
    I come to you in great pain
    I feel trapped in a cage and alone
    I face the danger to be dishonored
    in the face of the world

    Only you can tell my problems
    I don't see a solution.

Sisi:
    I don't want to know...
Rudolf:
    Court and marriages are torture to me
    oh this despicable scandal
    Only you can help
    if you would talk to the Emperor on my behalf
    then there might have been some hope left....
Sisi:
    Don't tell me!
    I don't belong to the Emperor anymore
    I cut all his shackles
    I never say please and
    I won't do it for you either!
Rudolf:
    So you abandon me?


 

Mayerling--Walzer (Mayerling Waltz)

Totenklage (Death Lament)

Sisi:

    Rudolf, where are you? Can you hear me?
    You were like me, you needed me
    I did not help you because I wanted to liberate myself.
    How can you forgive me?
    I have failed..and now I carry my own guilt.

    If I could only hug you once last time
    and defend you against the world
    But it's too late, they've taken you away
    We're both alone

    Come open to me. Don't let me wait.
    Have I not endured enough?
    Have mercy, come sweet death, cursed death
    Redeem ME!......TOO LATE!

    I don't want you. I don't need you. GO!


 

Mein Neues Sortiment (My new sortiment)

 

    My new sortiment sells like crazy
    A strong collection--especially these pictures
    The grieving mother at the coffin of her son
    that moves every heart on shivers and feels full sympathy
    -- the mighty can also feel pain
    God be thanked that we are not all rich and mighty
    That is a comfort and has moral value
    as you like it---KITSCH, Kitsch....

    And our Empress still travels,
    and starves and keeps silent.
    Once in a while the Emperor travels after her
    because he likes self punishment
    And if she is still there when he arrives
    there we have a rendezvous, gentle in the night
    with view of the beach.


 

Boote in der nacht (Boats in the night)

Franz Josef:

    You know why I came?
Sisi:
    No, but I can guess
Franz Josef:
    Come home Sisi,
    we belong together
    I still believe in that
    I love you, and love, the saying goes,
    can heal all wounds
Sisi:
    Love can do a lot,
    but sometimes, love is not enough
    Faith is strong, but sometimes
    it is also self deception
    We wanted miracles, but they didn't happen
    It is about time that we see things more clearly
    We are like two boats in the night
    Every boat has its own destination and its own cargo
    We meet each other on the ocean,
    and then we are sad to part,
    but what's left of our rendezvous
    isn't for us to decide.
Franz Josef:
    You want everything
    but sometimes a little can be a lot.
Sisi:
    Your dream is too small for me
Franz Josef:
    To be close in the darkness,
    is that not good enough as a goal?
Sisi:
    I don't want to be your shadow
Both:
    Could you only once see through my eyes,
    then you wouldn't misunderstand me any longer.
    We are like 2 boats in the night
    every boat has its own destination
    and its own cargo
    we meet each other on the ocean and then we're sad to part,
    why is happiness so hard to achieve for us?
Sisi:
    We're like 2 boats in the night...
Franz Josef:
    I had you, I love you
    Why don't you want to be with me?
    Understand me, I need you. I love you
    Why are we both alone?
Both:
    We meet each other on the ocean
    we are more alone than before
    why is achieving happiness so hard for us?
Franz Josef:
    I love you
Sisi:
    Please, understand, what cannot be cannot be.


 

Epilog (Epilogue)

Voice:

    What did you want in ...Lucheni?
Lucheni:
    I wanted to kill the Prince of Orleans, but he was not there!
Voice:
    Why instead the Empress Elisabeth?
Lucheni:
    I heard on the news that she was visiting the city.
Voice:
    When was that?
Lucheni:
    On September 10th, 1898-- A sunny day.

 

    Majesty! Help! Oh my God!
    A doctor! Quickly, a doctor!
    Oh God, she is dying, she is dying!!!


 

Der Schleier Fallt (The Veil is falling)

Death:

    The Veil is falling, Leave the shadows
    I was longing so much for you
    Don't let me wait.
Sisi:
    Let me be safe and free
    erase all memories of me
    give my soul a home
Both:
    Let the world perish
    I want to drown with you in the emptiness
    and ascend with you in the fire again
    lose myself with you in eternity
Sisi:
    I have laughed and cried,
    I despaired and hoped again,
    But whatever I did,
    I was always loyal to myself
Both:
    The world searches in vain
    For the meaning of my/your life
Sisi:
    For I belong...
Death:
    You belong...
Both:
    ...to me!
End

 

 

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