Tosca / Act 1: "Recondita armonia"

Recondita armonia
 di belleze diverse!...E bruna Floria,
 l'ardente amante mia.
 E te, beltade ignota, cinta di chiome bionde!
 Tu azzuro hai l'occhio, Tosca ha l'occhio nero!
 L'arte nel suo mistero
 le diverse belleze insiem confonde:
 ma nel ritrar costei
 il mio solo pensiero,
 ah! il mio solo pensier, sei tu,
 Tosca, sei tu!
 [Translation:]
 What Strange And Lovely Harmony
 What strange and lovely harmony
 of such different beauties! How dark is Floria,
 this ardent love of mine.
 And you, mysterious beauty, long blonde and flowing tresses,
 how your eyes are sky blue, Tosca's eyes are black-night.
 Art, too, with it's many mysteries,
 blends all together such different beauties.
 But though I paint another,
 my only thought is you,
 oh, my only thought is you,
 Tosca, is you, is you!
 Recondita armonia
 di belleze diverse!...E bruna Floria,
 l'ardente amante mia.
 E te, beltade ignota, cinta di chiome bionde!
 Tu azzuro hai l'occhio, Tosca ha l'occhio nero!
 L'arte nel suo mistero
 le diverse belleze insiem confonde:
 ma nel ritrar costei
 il mio solo pensiero,
 ah! il mio solo pensier, sei tu,
 Tosca, sei tu!
 [Translation:]
 What Strange And Lovely Harmony
 What strange and lovely harmony
 of such different beauties! How dark is Floria,
 this ardent love of mine.
 And you, mysterious beauty, long blonde and flowing tresses,
 how your eyes are sky blue, Tosca's eyes are black-night.
 Art, too, with it's many mysteries,
 blends all together such different beauties.
 But though I paint another,
 my only thought is you,
 oh, my only thought is you,
 Tosca, is you, is you!