⟡ Shattered Faith (I Ty mu wierzysz) ⟡
Symphonic Metal Cover of the aria “I ty mu wierzysz” (Act II, Halka by Stanisław Moniuszko). Powerful dramatic male tenor lead, emotional and fierce, singing in English (faithful opera translation with repetitions). Orchestral arrangement fused with heavy metal: distorted guitars, symphonic strings, brass, choir pads, double-kick drums. Dark, tragic, storm-like atmosphere, building intensity, explosive climaxes. Clip Volume (Strings +3, Choir +4, Guitars +2, Vocals +1).
⟡ Shattered Faith (I Ty mu wierzysz) ⟡
Symphonic Metal Cover of the aria “I ty mu wierzysz” (Act II, Halka by Stanisław Moniuszko). Powerful dramatic male tenor lead, emotional and fierce, singing in English (faithful opera translation with repetitions). Orchestral arrangement fused with heavy metal: distorted guitars, symphonic strings, brass, choir pads, double-kick drums. Dark, tragic, storm-like atmosphere, building intensity, explosive climaxes. Clip Volume (Strings +3, Choir +4, Guitars +2, Vocals +1).
Lyrics
And you believe him
poor girl?
That he deceives you not
you believe him?
Like the wind howling
over the pasture
Like torrents rushing
and rushing down
So he has lied
he will not come
So he has lied
he will not come
So he has lied
he will not come!
You — poor peasant girl
he — your noble lord!
You — poor peasant girl
he — your noble lord!
Remember this
he, your noble lord!
And you believe him
poor girl
That he deceives you not
you believe him?
You do not know
the love of a noble
for a poor serf
oh, you do not, you do not!
Sweetness of lips
honeyed words
Virgin face
but heart of stone
against your tears!
And you would believe
the love of a noble?
Like a devil
he bought your soul
Oh, you do not know, Halka
how wicked he is!
Like a devil
he bought your soul
Oh, you do not know, Halka
how wicked he is!
When I — like rain
in a spring drought
I longed for you
I loved you
I longed for you
I looooved you…
He said: I must have her
and glanced but once
And you were his
and you were his!
He took your garland
he took your soul
He took you!
Oh my Halka
poor girl!
That he deceives you not
you believe him?
Like the wind howling
over the pasture
Like torrents rushing
and rushing down
So he has lied
he will not come
So he has lied
he will not come
So he has lied
he will not come!
Do you think for this
we came here?
That you be joyful
that you be merry
That you behold Jaśko
your falcon?
There Jaśko — lord!
with that fair lady
leads her in dance
his bride to come!
Oh fair is she
fair is he
Oh Halka
he betrayed you!