Текст песни Shirley Verrett — Vieni! t’affretta!… Or tutti sorgete

Come! Hurry! I wish
to light a fire in your cold heart!
I shall give you the courage
to carry out this bold undertaking.
The prophetesses promise you
the throne of Scotland.
Why delay? Accept the gift,
mount the throne and reign.

The King will come here this evening.

What? Is Macbeth with him?

He is accompanying him.
My lady, the news is certain.

Let him find a reception which a king deserves.

Duncan will be here?
Here? Spend the night here?
Arise, all the
agents of hell
that rouse mortals
to bloody acts!
Night, wrap us
In motionless darkness.
Do not let the knife see
The breast which it strikes.