CARMEN
Yes. There, over there,
into the mountains,
away over there you'd follow me.
On your horse you'd take me
and like a daredevil,
across the country,
up behind you on your horse,
you’d take me!
There, over there, into the mountains,
Away over there you'd follow me,
You’d follow me…..if you loved me!
And you'd not depend on anyone;
there'd be no officer you had to obey,
and no Retreat sounding
to tell a lover it’s time to go!
The open sky, the wandering life,
for your country the whole universe;
for law, your own free will,
and above all, that intoxicating thing:
Freedom! Freedom!
There, over there, into the mountains
There, over there, if you love me...
There, over there you’ll follow me,
on your horse you’ll take me!
JOSÉ
Ah! Carmen, alas! Stop it! Have pity!
CARMEN
On your horse you’d take me and
like a daredevil across the country,
yes, you’d take me, if you loved me!
JOSÉ
Alas, alas, Carmen
have pity, o my God!
CARMEN
Yes, isn’t it so…
there, over there you will follow me,
you will love me….
there you will take me!
JOSÉ
Ah be quiet, be quiet.
JOSÉ
Carmen, I beg you! Listen!
CARMEN
No, I don't love you any more!
Go! I hate you! Farewell!
JOSÉ
Very well, so be it...farewell,
farewell for ever!