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CARLOTTA: This trophy from our saviours, from our saviours! From the enslaving force of Rome!GIRL'S CHORUS: With feasting and dancing and song, tonight in celebration, we greet the victorious throng, returned to bring salvation!MEN'S CHORUS: The trumpets of Carthage resound! Hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark to our step on the ground!ALL: Hear the drums -- Hannibal comes!PIANGI: Sad to return to find the land we love threatened once more by Roma's far-reaching grasp,REYER:Letras de canciones Signor . . . if you please: "Rome". We say "Rome' not "Roma"PIANGI: Si, si, Rome, not Roma. Is very hard for me.LEFEVRE: This way, gentlemen, this way. Rehearsals, as you see, are under way, for a new production of Chalumeau's "Hannibal". Ladies and gentlemen, some of you may already, perhaps, have met M. Andre and M. Firmin ...REYER: I'm sorry, M. Lefevre, we are rehearsing. If you wouldn't mind waiting a moment?LEFEVRE: My apologies, M. Reyer. Proceed, proceed ...REYER: Thank you, monsieur. "Sad to return..." Signor ...LEFEVRE: M. Reyer, our chief repetiteur. Rather a tyrant, I'm afraid.PIANGI: Sad to return to find the land we love threatened once more by Rome's far-reaching grasp. Tomorrow, we shall break the chains of Rome. Tonight, rejoice - your army has come home.By Nehemoth From Letras Mania