Nel Dì Della Vittoria

"On the day of victory I met her...
"I was amazed by the things I heard;
"When the king's messengers greeted me
"Sir of Caudore, a prophecy emerged
"From the very seers
"Who predicted a crown for my head.
"Enclose this secret in your heart. Goodbye.

Ambitious spirit
You are Macbeth... You aspire to greatness,
But will you be wicked?
The path of power is full
Of misdeeds, and woe to him who
Hesitantly sets foot on it, and retreats!

Come, hurry! I want to ignite
That cold heart of yours!
I will give you courage
To carry out the bold enterprise;
The prophetesses promise you
The throne of Scotland...
Why wait? Accept the gift,
Ascend to reign.