Non più mesta … starò sola a gorgheggiar
I'll no longer sit alone, sadly singing …
Cinderella looks back on how far she has come since her days of servitude, and celebrates with a dance at the ball..
I was born deeply troubled and crying,
Silently suffering at the core;
But by a sweet enchantment
in the flower of my youth,
Like a flash
My fate will change.
No, no, no, no, wipe away your tears:
Why do you tremble, why?
Fly to my bosom
Daughter, sister, friend
All found in me.
I'll no longer sit alone,
sadly singing by the fire, no!
Ah it was a flash of lightning, a dream, a game
My long life of fear.
La Cenerentola by Gioachino Rossini brings a sharp comic perspective to the fairy-tale 'rags to riches' story of how Cinderella finds happiness with her Prince Charming. Strength of character in contending with a foolish father and the bullying of her step family is as much an agent in her fate as her fairy godmother.