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That is the way to the future.

Nice, you have dressed you specially for me. May I come in?

Yes, come in.

You have decorated yourself nicely!

Let's have a drink.

Wait, darling, you can't get out of here.

You are safe here.

It is a sterile room.

I take the risk.

Not in there!

Don't get upset. There is nothing, darling.

I see things. - Yes I know.

I am here and stay here. You look great.

Will you marry me?

Did you talked to your daughter?

Yes, we spoke on the phone. - What did you tell her?

I heard her voice and said: I miss you.

Did you say to her: I'm sorry I'm a Hollywood cliché?

Of course not. A car is waiting for me.

I want you to come with me.

You have to come with me. You have to get out of here.

If you stay you will ...

Thanks for coming.

Luck! Luck! Luck!

I am the beer.

I am the wine.

My foam silvered the glass.

I am the golden drink of the gods.

We are the friends of the people.

We distribute grief and boredom.

It's called the truth would come from a well.

But as a muse I come from prefer a barrel.

The explanation for it

I like to leave

all the good people who never drink water.

Muse? A crazy woman who has left heaven

around with a frivolous beauty to argue,

for the love of a fool!

Get out of there, siren!

You look in vain

through his sleepless nights.

I break the chain to whom you put it.

Whether muse or fairy,

I snatch his heart this demon,

the their prey like wearing a piece of jewelry.

She is on the stage. The audience cheers her.

Mozart gives her voice

this blazing flame

the Hoffmanns Passion kindled.

In this fateful hour

he has to decide between us.

Heard his heart my rival?

Or is it mine forever?

I will get in the skin of the faithful Niklaus hatch.

That's how I change from muse to student.

The bottles and barrels will help me.

The intoxication will erase the memory.

Privy Councilor Lindorf! To hell!

I am Privy Councilor Lindorf!

Fear nothing and follow me

Isn't your master Stella the sorceress

who comes from Milan?

The whole crowd followed by lovers?

And one of them this message is true, isn't it?

I buy it from you.

No! - Ten thalers.

No! - Twenty! Thirty!

(Let's go into him.)

Fourty! - Yes.

Here you crook! Give up and shit the hell!

Be careful!

"For Hoffmann".

I thought so.

Oh the women! They rule your hearts.

They conquer your souls.

A poet! A drunk!

"I love you. If you love me too

then you forgive me that I made you suffer.

That key my chamber will open to you

Remember that. "

Some come enviable

if they have lovesickness

and their hopes and doubts carry to the pub.

That would never happen to me.

Never in life!

I would type pathetic picture

in the role of the languishing lover.

But I'm smart like the devil.

My eyes hurl lightning.

My whole body

exudes something satanic.

I act on foreign nerves like an electric shock.

So I reach her heart. Fear is my trump card.

My dear prima donna! Who is of perfect beauty

should be such a poet spurn.

The devil should get me

if I don't open their door! Although she loves my rival

and not me. But whatever?

I have a lot to offer. I am old but still agile.

Two hours to go.

If I'm not wrong,

Hoffmann becomes here discuss and debate

with his young drinking buddies.

Better I stay up to his rendez-vous with him.

Hurry up!

Jugs, mugs, lamps!

Brings toasts!

Let's name it shining star welcome!

Waiter!

Heda, Master Lutter!

Bring the hell brew!

Bring us beer and wine!

Refill the tin cup

see you tomorrow morning.

Lutter is a good man.

But tomorrow he'll get a beating.

Wine!

But gentlemen!

His basement is well stocked.

But tomorrow he will be looted.

His wife is an Eva daughter.

Tomorrow we take it on.

Well, Stella? - My God!

friends what a lovely creature!

She sings Mozart's masterpieces

with a strong and clear voice.

A gift from nature

a great moment of art!

My first toast I dedicate it to her.

I raise my jug on Stella!

We drink on it. Stella live up!

Why is Hoffmann not here

around with us to celebrate the new star?

Hey Lutter, you fat barrel!

What did you do to him

Your wine poisoned him.

You killed him, I say!

(To hell with Hoffmann!)

Get him or your last one Hour has struck.

He's just coming in the door followed by its shadow.

Hooray! There he is!

(I'll watch him.)

Good evening friends.

A seat, a glass and a pipe for me!

If you allow, sir,

I also sit, drink and smoke.

There are two of us. - So it is right!

Make room for both of you!

Be silent the hell! - Yes, master.

Why so annoying?

Otherwise you are not like that.

Where did you find yourself hanging around?

I was wrong about withered grass and an icy north wind blew.

And I tripped over at the door a sleeping drunk.

Damn it, i envied him!

Come on, drink!

Then we lie down in the gutter, like him!

Without a pillow? - This is the curb.

Without a curtain? - This is heaven.

Without a blanket? - This is the rain.

Do you have nightmares, Hoffmann?

No. But today evening,

earlier, in the theater,

I thought I saw ... What!

Why touch old wounds?

Life is so short. You have to enjoy it.

We should drink, sing and never miss an adventure!

Even if we do regret tomorrow.

Be our singer

We provide the choir.

Sing something funny!

The song of the rat. - No. I have that over.

What we want, is the legend of Kleinzack.

So then: small pricks!

There was once at the court of Eisenach ...

... a little imp he called himself Kleinzack.

He was wearing a fur hat like a cossack.

His walk was wrong because it cracks in the legs.

Click-clack. That was little shit.

His stomach bulged like a potato sack.

The legs were crooked he looked like a wreck.

The nose black from snuff. The head cracked.

And his face ...

Ah, the features were lovely!

I see her in front of me beautiful as on the day

when I ran after her.

Like a fool I left my parents' house.

I wandered through valleys and forests.

Her hair was drawing warm shadows

on her slim neck.

Her eyes lit up in deep blue.

Her eyes were innocent and pure.

Our carriage went on the trip

and carried our hearts away.

Your beguiling song rose to heaven.

His echo echoes forever reflected in my heart.

What bizarre thoughts!

Who do you see in front of you? Kleinzach?

Kleinzach? I'm talking about her!

From whom? - Oh nothing. From nobody.

My mind was confused.

Kleinzack didn't deserve that.

He often drank too much genever and arrack.

Then his skirt fluttered like a black tailcoat.

He crawled like a cockroach. He was a real rag pack!

The beer tastes horrible! Let's put the punch on.

Let's get drunk!

The most arrogant should wallowing under the tables.

Well finally.

Reason finally shows itself and a sense of practicality.

To hell with languishing hearts!

I bet, Hoffmann is in love.

The devil should get me if that ever happens to me.

I really call that brazen.

You should do something like that do not summon.

Speaking of the devil, you can see his horns.

It is a wig.

The chaste gift an over-worried wife.

Don't mock the husbands!

It will also be us get caught sometime.

How could your devilry penetrate here

dear unfortunate bird?

Through the door, just like your intoxication,

my dear blooming hemlock!

Do you want me bewitched like anselmus

and bring it to the bottle,

You creator of my torments?

You hold me for a block of wood.

There is sour wine filled in jugs,

my dear word twister.

But that keeps you don't depend

to drink him. Is not it, my dear friend?

And what I drink I also pay

my dear wine panther.

With the money I stole You vulture?

Where there is nothing, you can get nothing, my dear.

To your wife, You mate Lucifer!

That will kill them You from hell!

You seem a true friend to be you tangled head.

You can always do that need you womanizer!

I feel like me the plague struck, dear poison dwarf.

Against a dry throat only helps drinking, you fool.

What an exchange of courtesies!

Just like at the edge of the forest,

when two shepherds met,

around with songs to fight the beloved.

I'm telling you: I am in danger.

Whenever I met him

bad things happened to me

He brings me nothing but bad luck.

I am with him always the loser.

Then you are comfortable a bad player.

When I drink I choke.

You can do not drink.

If I fall in love ...

So the Lord can fall in love? - So what?

You have to because of that don't blush.

Our friend Wilhelm over there

is for the divine Leonor inflamed.

Hermann here loves Gretchen.

And me ...

would give anything for Fausta.

Yes, Leonor is a master.

Gretchen is the doll with the heart of ice.

And your fausta, you poor fool,

that's a cheeky courtesan.

On the other hand, your lover must

be a real treasure!

My beloved?

Yes, Stella. She is three women at a time!

Three souls who live in a soul.

Artist, young girl and courtesan.

My beloved? No.

That is three lovers.

A beguiling trio from seducers,

who share my life.

Do you want the story hear this tangled love?

What are you saying of three lovers?

Smoke!

Before this cold pipe steaming again

you have understood me for sure.

You deserve this heartbreaking drama the price

for common sense.

Gentlemen, let's raise the curtain.

You pull him up!

That is our least concern.

Before the opera ends

I have time, listen to yourself.

hear: How nice it is to drink

an exciting story to listen.

The gaze follows the clouds,

that rise from the pipe.

I start. - Quiet!

In an hour, I hope you will be speechless.

The name of the first woman was Olympia.

That is her! How charming she is!

And so pretty.

My goodness! I would know, i would find you here!

Quiet! - Why?

Here is the beautiful Olympia.

It deserves full admiration!

She is an angel! I adore her!

Wait until you know her better.

A beloved soul is easy to grasp.

Like, a look through Kitchen window is enough?

One look ignites the sky.

What embers! Does she know you love her?

No. - Write it to her.

I don't dare. - Poor drip! Talk to her!

Then sing to get out of trouble.

Mr. Spalanzani thinks nothing of music.

Yes I know.

Only physics counts.

I'm not afraid.

I will soften the young heart

and sing in your place.

Are you crazy? - No.

Be quiet! - I have the right to sing.

Do not worry.

I sing well enough

for your heartache to adequately describe.

A guitar ... Good!

I'm shivering!

Look, behind her fan

her head straightens up slowly.

The shiny eyes open

and she says innocently:

Yes / Yes.

That is the beautiful Olympia!

I know the wooden clocks

from which a copper bird comes out.

He screams three times

flaps its wings and seems alive.

Cuckoo! The little bird

reminds me of Olympia.

She no longer dreams, I hope. - No movement ...

That is too strong! - Sing, you snake tongue.

She is still sleeping. - Oh, the hell!

It's me, Coppelius. Gently. Let us be careful.

Someone is there.

What is he staring at?

Our Olympia. Very good. - (your Olympia?)

Young man! Sir! - He doesn't hear anything.

Anyone else!

This is the only way to be heard.

What is there?

Look here!

My name is Coppelius

and I'm Mr. Spalanzani's friend.

I have barometers Hygrometer, thermometer,

give discount, but only for cash payments.

You will be satisfied.

I do not need anything.

You are doing good business.

Buy at least one of them.

To hell with the stuff.

Just a single barometer!

What a strange age!

Do you prefer optical articles?

To hell with it! - Do you like the look?

Let's move on to optics.

I have eyes, beautiful eyes.

Black eyes, blue eyes.

I sell them in pairs. Buy my eyes!

Real eyes, beautiful eyes, black eyes, blue eyes!

How? He offers me eyes? He makes me mad!

Beautiful real eyes!

Age! Stop the nonsense!

He probably means glasses. - Buy my eyes.

Even with these eyes he couldn't see better.

To hell with his eyes! - eyes, eyes!

Real eyes, beautiful eyes!

How polite he is offers his eyes!

Hoffmann is angry.

At your service. - I swear to you

that they are black blue, boring or watery,

languishing or sparkling, just like natural eyes.

Any of these glasses leaves everything pitch black

or appear hermelin white.

They darken or brighten

illuminate or shade things.

For real? - Look! - Give it to me!

Three ducats! - Almighty!

How lovely her forehead shines!

What grace surrounds her! - (Courage! Talk stupid stuff!)

Oh my angel is that really you?

Your fiery look burns me!

You shine so as I dreamed of

My angel, is it really you?

Three ducats!

Why are you snatching from me? this picture of happiness and love?

He wants his three ducats. - Then take it.

And no longer bother me.

It's like always:

Who is in love carries my eyes

The feeling dictates his law his heart!

You here? - My beloved master!

Devil! We agreed ...

Not in writing ... - But ...

A chimera!

It will rain money for you soon.

I want everything to be shared.

Am I not Olympia's father?

She has my eyes.

Quieter.

(He may be glad I was don't know his secret.)

(But if I think about it ...)

Do you still want to five hundred ducats?

Leave it to me in writing Your eyes

as well as the whole person.

You get your money from Elias.

Elias? - A reliable bank.

(What do they conclude for a trade?)

Deal.

One hand washes the other.

My dear friend! - (Get paid well!)

I have an idea:

Olympia should get married!

Has the young hot spur You haven't asked yet?

Physics, my dear! - (He's obsessed with that!)

Sir, the guests are here.

There is no host

of his guests princely receives.

With taste he has cleaned out his house.

All are united here.

Dear Mr. Spalanzani!

Introduce us Your daughter before.

It is said to be simply adorable.

Adorable, lovable and without flaws.

We hope on refreshments,

after we have seen the demonstration.

You will be satisfied. Wait a minute.

We will finally become this miracle see up close.

Quiet! There she comes.

Ladies and gentlemen!

I introduce you my daughter Olympia before.

Lovely!

She has very nice eyes.

Your figure is impeccable.

See how she is dressed.

Nothing is missing.

It is really wonderful.

It is adorable.

Adorable, unique.

You are well received.

It is really perfect.

Ladies and gentlemen! Your generous applause

flatters my daughter. She wants to earn more.

She is happy to come according to your wishes.

If you want ... - (Further demonstrations!)

It will be yours sing an aria,

to the sounds from harpsichord, guitar

or harp, just as you wish.

Harp!

Very good. Cochineal!

Get my daughter's harp.

I will hear them. Oh bliss!

What a crazy passion!

Keep your emotions in check my child.

Yes.

Here! My lords, watch out!

"The birds in the arbor,

the sun ball on the sky tent,

everything speaks the young girl

of love. "

It sounds like that the love song of Olympia.

"Everything that sings and echoes there

and sighs in constant change,

touches her heart that trembles.

It trembles with love. "

It sounds like that the love song of Olympia.

What a voice!

What a repertoire!

Gentlemen, ladies, Dinner is served.

Dinner awaits us.

The dinner. Very nice.

Or do you want prefer to dance first?

No, we want to dine.

We dance afterwards.

As you like.

Should I dare?

It is now too tired to dance.

Yes.

Can you see it? But you could be my Olympia

maybe to keep some company.

Oh, very much!

(Let's see, what he has to say to her.)

Doesn't she want to dine? - No.

A poetic soul!

What was that?

Nothing. Physics only.

Dinner is ready.

Dinner awaits us.

There is no host

of his guests princely receives.

They have finally left.

I breathe easy. For two alone.

I have ... you to say so much.

My Olympia! Allow me, to admire you

Your bewitching look should charm me.

Yes.

Is it just a dream a feverish delusion?

I was, as if I heard you sigh

Yes.

You sweet promise of love. You are mine.

Our hearts are united forever.

To live together sharing the same hopes

same memories!

Happiness to share

and also suffering.

Leave my flame

ignite a light in you

Your soul should open the rays of love.

You avoid me. What have I done?

You do not reply?

Say did I annoy you? I will not let you go.

My goodness! Chill out!

Do you want us to without getting drunk?

Niklaus! She loves me too!

Almighty God!

If you knew what to say about them!

What can that be? - They say she's dead.

Good God. - You never lived.

Niklaus, she loves me. Almighty God!

Thief! Villain! What a scam!

Elias is bankrupt!

Get away! My moment of vengeance will come!

I was robbed!

For that I will kill someone!

Dancers, line up!

Here comes the chorus.

The waltz calls.

Shake hands with the Lord my child.

Here we go! - Yes.

She dances so beautifully to the beat.

It is amazing, wonderful.

Make room for her!

It flies like lightning!

Stop them!

Who can stop it?

She'll break his neck!

To hell!

Attention!

Stop!

So! Now that's enough, my child.

No more waltzes!

That's enough.

Cochineal, bring it back.

Go back!

Yes.

What can I say?

she is really a fine girl.

Nothing is missing.

She is perfect.

Is he dead?

But no. Only his glasses are broken.

He comes right back to himself.

The poor young man.

What is? - The man with the glasses! There!

Merciful! Olympia!

Oh god it's broken.

Yes, broken! - scoundrel! - scoundrel!

Villain! - robber! - Bandit! - Pirate!

An automaton!

Ha, the bomb bursts.

He loved a doll!

My poor machine is broken!

The lovebird flew away.

Oh sweet memory. Oh cruel reality.

Oh dear, I can still hear him at my feet.

The pigeon flew away far away from you.

But it will be you always stay true.

dearest, my voice calls you

Yes, yours is my whole heart!

Expensive, freshly bloomed flower, have mercy, answer me!

You know if he still loves me and is loyal to me.

My dearest, I'm begging you

Leave your heart return to me.

Unhappy child

beloved daughter!

You promised never to sing anymore.

My mother revived in me.

While singing I thought I heard her.

That is my misfortune. Your mother gave you her voice.

Even if it hurts me

I hear them through you.

No, that shouldn't be!

Your Antonia will not sing anymore

Awful! I always think

on her cheeks to see this feverish blush.

God! If I lose the child that I worship?

That Hoffmann!

He turned her head.

I fled to Munich.

Franz! Don't let anyone in! - Do you think so?

What you are doing?

I see if it has rung. Like you said.

I said: Don't let anyone in.

Did you understand me now?

I'm not deaf.

The devil should get you!

Yes sir, the door is closed.

For-nothing! Ass! - As you wish. - Cursed!

He is always angry.

He is twisted, moody, bossy!

You can give him do nothing right.

So are the rich!

I tear myself apart day and night.

At the smallest character I am silent.

As if I were a little choir boy.

Or no, because if I could sing

he wouldn't me treat so bad.

Sometimes I sing just for me.

But sing It's not that easy.

But it is probably not on the voice ...

... if it doesn't work out.

I just lack the technology.

Well, you can don't have everything.

My singing is miserable but I dance quite well for that.

I say that without any praise.

For real, dancing is my strength.

I am the greatest at it.

And dance is certainly not easy.

For women, let me ...

... the dance leg does not fail.

It's all a question of technology.

Bravo, but we don't need a dancer.

And you, listen to me and be careful!

Look at the trembling bow

the sound box vibrates.

Hear the heavenly sounds

this disembodied soul.

Listen to the air

with the full, pure sounds this crying string fills.

It dries your tears.

She mixes her pain with your deep grief.

That is the all conquering love.

Poet, give her your heart.

This love song pulls through the air, sad and ...

Hoffmann! - Antonia!

I knew it! You still love me.

I'm superfluous here.

My heart told me that you missed me

Just why were we separated?

I dont know. - Antonia, tell me the truth.

Why your long silence the cruel separation

and your hasty departure?

I have my father asked in vain.

He kept you away from me.

What was he afraid of?

I have to solve this riddle.

What are you saying, love?

He does not have put my hand in yours

Wasn't he? Remember!

I hope you are right and my grief was in vain.

Away with the unsubstantiated worries!

One look from you is enough

to comfort me.

Antonia!

My dearest.

Happiness fills my soul.

We are getting married tomorrow.

As a happy couple

the future belongs to us.

Let's hold on to our love!

Your eternal gang hold our hearts together

and defy time.

And yet, my fiancee,

do I have to confess something to you that torments me.

The music makes me jealous. You love her too much.

What a crazy thought!

I loved you because of the music or the music because of you?

You will sing to me not forbid like father?

What are you saying?

Yes, father has me damn to silence.

Do you want to hear me - (How strange!)

Come here like before.

Then you hear if I lost my voice

Your eyes get feverish your hand trembles.

Look, that's the love song which we sang together

This love song moves through the air.

It sounds sad sometimes passionate.

The blooming rose smiles at spring.

But oh! How long will she live?

A ray of fire meets your beauty.

Will you see summer you bloom of my soul?

What is wrong with you?

Nothing.

Quiet!

Sky, there comes my father!

Come over!

No.

I want to solve the puzzle.

Nothing.

It seemed to me Hoffmann is here.

I wish him hell!

Thanks a lot!

Sir! - What's up?

Doctor Miracle.

Fool! Close the door, quick!

Yes my Lord. The doctor.

He, a doctor?

No that is a gravedigger, a murderer!

He wants after my wife kill my child too!

I hear already strum his bottles.

Chase him away!

Hell!

Here I am, life-size!

The good Mr. Crespel. I like him.

Where is he? - Sky!

I'm looking for our Antonia.

What does the disease do that she inherited from her mother?

It's getting worse? Poor girl!

We have to heal them. Bring me to her.

So you kill them!

One more word and me throw yourself out the window.

Gently! I don't want anything bad for you.

What are you up to, traitor?

To avoid the danger you have to recognize them.

(A shiver seizes me.)

Allow me, to question them.

Submit yourselves willingly

my supernatural powers.

Come sit with me. No fear.

An undetermined fear

ties me to my place. I'm so scared.

I am afraid as if paralyzed.

Speak!

But be brief!

Have a seat. - I'm already sitting.

How old are they?

Who I? - No, your daughter!

Antonia! - How old? Reply!

Twenty years.

In the prime of life.

Show me your hand. - My hand?

Psst! Let me count.

Is it a bad dream? Is it a spook?

The pulse beats irregularly.

A bad sign. She should sing!

You mustn't sing!

She should sing!

See how their moves enliven and the look becomes fiery?

She closes her hand on the pounding heart.

What does he say?

It would be a real shame

death one to leave so pretty loot!

If you because of my help

and you want to save their lives

then I would have here some bottles in stock.

Of which she should ...

God bless me before your advice, you murderer!

A few drops every morning.

Yes, I heard. But wait.

Poor father. With these glasses you will be satisfied.

Away with you, you Satan! - Antonia!

Respect my pain! - Death awaits them.

The pain of a father! - You poor girl.

I will save you.

In vain you make yourself funny about a father, Satan!

He is gone and the door is locked.

We are finally alone dear daughter.

The miserable! May the deluge break in on him!

Then we'll see, whether the devil helps him.

Stop singing.

How can you do that ask of her?

Now? What did my father say?

Do not ask. You will find out later.

A new way opens up to us, Antonia.

If you like him want to tread with me

then forget the dreams of success and fame,

that you entrusted to me.

And you? - Love connects us.

Nothing matters except you in my life.

Here, my hand.

Can i ever measure what you do for me

Your father come back soon.

I better go. Until tomorrow! - Until tomorrow.

He has allied himself with father!

Oh, tears are useless now.

I promised him no longer singing.

You won't sing anymore.

You know what victim are you being asked?

Grace, beauty and talent are gifts of God.

All of this has you heaven given.

Do you want it sacrifice for a life as a housewife?

Think of the joys that promised you fate.

The morning Sea of ​​flowers,

that you, still half asleep, would have expected.

This is your bedchamber would have decorated.

Did not you hear,

like you

in your wildest dreams

the murmur of your admirers how forest noise surrounded?

And like in the evening in the flickering spotlight

your voice the hearts charmed the audience?

Like the masses to you were at your feet

and you celebrated like a queen?

And on this everlasting happiness

do you want in bloom of your youth, give up?

In favor of a bourgeois Life into which you are pressed

with a horde of bellows, that rob you of your beauty?

Who owns this voice that torments me so?

There the devil speaks to me or God who wants to warn me?

No! This is how my happiness looks not out, cursed voice!

My love is stronger than my pride.

My fame doesn't count given the security

and domestic happiness with my loved one.

What luck?

Hoffmann sacrifices you his primitive desires.

He loves you only your beauty.

And like all men he will you

soon become unfaithful.

Do not lead me into temptation. Away, you demon!

I don't want to hear anything anymore!

I have promised my heart to him and he is expecting me.

I am no longer my mistress itself. There is no going back.

Just now has his noble heart for me

sworn eternal love.

Who saves me from this demon and in front of myself?

Mother! I love him!

You dare to call your mother?

She doesn't speak through my voice to you?

It reminds you of the shine of their name, which you reject.

Listen! - Antonia! - Good heavens!

Oh God! My mother!

My dear child. I call you like I used to

I am your mother. Listen to me!

My mother! Your soul calls me!

That's her voice, do you hear?

She is the best advisor.

You inherited a talent that the world had lost.

Antonia!

It comes back to life.

Applause from the audience intoxicated from afar.

Sing for them!

Enough! I'm getting weak. I don't want to sing.

Further!

What fire is consuming me there?

Why do you wanna stop

Oh mother. She is it!

Your soul calls you.

Yes, she calls me. Like in old times.

This is my mother. I can hear her voice.

I let me sweep away from her.

A flame blinds me.

I only live a moment.

Then flies my soul to heaven.

My voice calls you like in old times.

Keep singing, my daughters! Sing!

My child!

My daughter! Antonia!

Father!

Listen!

My mother is calling me!

There it is again ...

This love song ...

It goes there sometimes sad, sometimes passionate.

Say something! Just one word! My daughter, speak!

Death, you are cruel.

Grace! Death, give way! My daughter!

Who is screaming here - Hoffmann, you miserable!

You killed her

Blood should redden her cheeks!

Give me a knife!

Unfortunately!

Get help! A doctor!

Here I am.

She is dead.

My God! My daughter! - Antonia!

Cut! And save!

On! Cheers to Betty Elms!

Darling, you were awesome.

Is something not right?

After my son's death I had a difficult time.

I stood there. Everything turned around me.

I felt myself like in a dark theater,

before the lights come on.

25 minutes break.

Beautiful night oh love night smile at our pleasures.

You are lovelier than the day oh beautiful love night.

Time flies and with it also irretrievable delights.

She flees this happy place and never return

You warm, divine winds envelops us tenderly.

You warm, divine winds cover us with your kisses.

But that's not that What I'm looking for.

At the feet of beauty languish,

which captivates us has hit? No.

Make a happy face and listen to my song!

What is romantic, tender love? A mistake!

And dissolute, enjoyable love? Divine!

Fiery lust should ignite your hearts.

Feverish desire should consume your soul.

The delights of love should last all day.

Why um crying a pair of beautiful eyes?

We prefer to get intoxicated of lively songs.

Let’s take an hour experience in heaven!

Heaven gives you its light, its beauty!

But it hides behind it the cold heart of hell!

Heavenly happiness, where love

to oath, false hope and seduced dreams.

Oh chastity! Oh purity! All lie!

Why a couple crying beautiful eyes?

We are intoxicated prefer lively songs.

Let’s take an hour experience in heaven!

Aha, here is a party! How lovely my love!

I beg your pardon? I have cried for you for three days.

My love! - bastard! - But but! - Just rest!

We have a foreign poets among us:

Hoffmann!

Sir.

Enjoy yourself with us

and try Your luck in the game.

Hooray! A game!

I'm going to ... you wrest from your dreams.

The most beautiful dreams that you have

will not born from reality.

Can you love a courtesan?

Our Schlemihl here ... - That's not me!

Be careful! The devil is smart.

Might be. If he love me gives, he may like to fetch me.

Let's get started.

In this fight

are Giulietta's eyes the best weapon.

Schlemihl already fell victim to them.

To the devil and his captain!

You will do not do otherwise.

Giulietta should you bewitching tonight.

Lovely angel!

What can I do for you?

You understood me. Beguile his heart.

You already gave me Schlemihl's shadow.

I wish for today something else:

The reflection of Hoffmann.

How? Do you doubt in the power of your eyes?

Your Hoffmann maybe can dream better.

Yes, I just listened to him. He can do better.

It will be my toy. - Agreed.

The women are even bigger devils than we!

Don't you play?

No.

I do the referee.

Cupid said: "My beautiful,

you closed your eyes. "

Then he touched her with his wing and said:

"Wake up and love!"

Do you want your soul

floats on the waves of happiness and sunk in a sea of ​​flowers?

No, I want grief a bittersweet love,

who gets drunk on tears.

What is she saying? Why those fiery looks?

For you, sir. - One point.

We are already far.

Do you want to be queen

have great power and achieve everything you want?

No, in the shadow of the night

I want to hide and him only hear and see from a distance.

Here, take my cards. - me?

Do you allow? - Devil too!

Be careful. I have bad luck in the game.

We will win. - I'm betting on you!

How? You give me your ear? - Giulietta!

Speak. I hear.

Surely you give me the money you win.

I swear to you!

Don't swear!

Only love can be the reward

for an innocent and pure soul.

I want fate do not offend

with my shame that will fall on you.

Can you see it? I judge myself.

What a soul will you reveal to me?

I read in your heart and lie at your feet.

Giulietta, I love you!

No! Are you going! Forget me!

You escape me! - I have to.

Your tears betray you!

Don't deny it. They love me!

Do you want that? - Yes, and it will cost my life!

I want it!

Cupid said: "My beautiful, you closed your eyes. "

He touched her with his wing and said:

"Wake up and love!"

To hell! - We win!

I have hell in me!

But sir!

This lady is robbing you Your peace of mind.

(Patience, just no fuss!)

(He has my key, take him!)

Listen, gentlemen!

Here are the gondolas. It's time to go

and to say goodbye.

Are you coming? - Not yet!

Why? Oh, I understand.

Farewell But I'll watch over you

What are you waiting for, Sir?

On you me leave a key

on me set my hopes.

Finally vent the mask!

why should I continue to play?

You can only get the key over my corpse!

I will get both.

You want it that way. - I challenge you to a duel!

I am following you. - A moment!

What do you have? - No duel without sword.

Take mine. - All right then.

You will be happy with it.

The good Schlemihl will be fine find his shadow again.

Your friend speaks the truth:

Your life is now at stake!

Will that a farewell forever?

No, we'll see you later. Go now.

I worry about you.

You have to go now!

I should leave you Giulietta?

No!

I love you!

Unfortunately! Don't you know

that this moment can bring you death?

That I will lose you if you stay?

That you still me are snatched before morning?

Don't reject my request!

My life belongs only to you.

I promise you, always with you.

Oh god, how could you make my soul so drunk?

Your voice is for me like a divine concert.

A smoldering fire devours my heart.

Let your looks shoot up the flames

like glistening comets!

And I feel oh my beloved

like your delicious breath my lips and eyes wet.

Give me courage

and leave to me a pledge from you.

What do you want say - Listen.

But don't laugh at me!

What i want from you

is a true image of your facial features.

Your look,

your face.

Your reflection you in my eyes

My reflection?

What a crazy idea! - No.

It can be detach from the bare surface,

so I do it all in my heart.

In your heart?

Yes! I beg you, I'm begging you

Fulfill my wish!

My reflection!

Even if it seems nonsensical: I want to have it!

If you already have me are snatched ...

Ecstasy! Consuming high!

... I want to keep something from you.

Weird, sweet horror.

Your picture, your soul, your life!

My picture, my soul, my life? - Give it to me!

You, yes you. Forever ...

Tears still flow today

but tomorrow the sky beckons us ...

What madness! Forget your pain.

Achieve Your Dreams, don't think of tears.

Every soul is flammable in its own way

by magic and the sufferings of love.

So that was the story my love adventure.

I will remember always carry in the heart.

A huge success! Everyone cheers our prima donna!

I no longer have to fear him; the diva is mine.

Stella! - What is Stella's role now?

I know now. There are three dramas in one:

Olympia ...

Antonia ...

Giulietta ...

You are all the same woman namely Stella!

Let's drink to this honorable lady!

One more word and I'm shredding you!

Me, your mentor! Thank you!

I'm crazy.

Let's enjoy the divine frenzy of alcohol,

the beer and wine give us.

Let's enjoy the drunkenness and the delirium.

And the crash, that makes everything forget.

Pour us wine!

Fill my mug! - The foam silvered the glass.

I am the golden drink of the gods.

Give up until dawn!

We are people's friends. - pour one!

We distribute Grief and boredom.

Stella!

They are a long time coming.

What do you want? What did i hear

What is your name? Olympia?

Broken!

Antonia?

Dead!

Giulietta?

Isn't there a little prick anymore

of them with diamonds and can overwhelm ducats?

Pardon, dear Lindorf. The song von Kleinzack goes even further.

The last verse is for you!

The heart of the beautiful was a begging bag.

To win them not everything went smoothly.

He hardly got fed up his purse was a wreck.

Click-clack! That was little shit!

And the Oscar goes to ...

I'm so excited!

That evening was so long like my entire career.

I always wondered

How to feels in such a moment.

Thank you for this fear now put an end to it.

If I have this role would have played five years ago

I would have believed it was a coincidence.

I see it differently today. I no longer believe in coincidences.

Congratulations, my dear.

I can end your speech use for my speech?

My way, me To secure your attention

maybe works something unconventional.

But hard times require tough measures.

I had prepared a speech. Unfortunately, I forgot it.

This formal behavior is ridiculous, isn't it?

Most of them I know by first name.

I have you brought in a lot of money

in my golden years!

I need a job now.

Very easily: I'm looking for work.

I'm not just good in dramatic roles.

I can also give the comedian and play funny things.

With the ashes of your heart your genius will be rekindled

Find the joy to smile at your pain

The muse will help you to alleviate your suffering.

Love makes us big. We feel even worse.

Love makes us big. The heart makes us even bigger.